The scene before their eyes was one like from a tale about the world’s end. The infected people were spreading like a wave of death and clashing into the wooden fortification. Frankly truth was that real fortified position was nearly impossible to take down by simply throwing masses at it. There was a reason why people required siege equipment for taking down fortified gates. Problem was that she doubted this guardian post was made sturdy enough. Depending on the actual size of this swarm of enemies, if a part of the walls were made even slightly less sturdy than the rest, eventually it was going to give in to the pushes of the rotting army. Still on other side, if there was still a garrison inside and they reinforced them, holding a fortified position was going to be a lot easier than open field battle!

 As lady Buxton led the charge towards the rear of the post, the decaying enemies began noticing them and moved towards them. The two forces clashed, one on their way to the walls, the other trying to mindlessly stop them and turn them into a meal. When the two sides finally touched, the battle officially broke out. The assassin quickly took out her scimitar and with an elegant motion stabbed the nearest enemy in the eye, she was targeting the brains of the creatures. After the first stab, she quickly drew the blade from the skull of the infected and pushed into the next one. As she repeated the action, more and more of the infected seemed to begin to react to their presence, so she had to quickly change tactics and pulled a dagger to go along with the scimitar. Using her quick movement she swept into the edge of the horde that was moving towards them. Her target was to increase the time the others had to begin climbing the walls. 

 These were troublesome enemies because ordinary fatal wounds were of not much effect against them. In ordinary conditions there were many wounds that could kill a man if not outright, then a little bit later. Against these guys, she heard that only real way to make sure they stay down was to destroy their brains. This actually made her wonder if they cut of the heads, would the heads then still be alive if there is no heart to pump their infected blood? Karen didn’t have much time for her thoughts as the number of infected around her increased more and more, forcing her to speed up even more. Many reached with their rotting hands to try to catch and pin her down, but using the scimitar she would often cut those arms or target the ligaments to make them limp, whole dealing finishing blows to the eyes or from under the jaw.
 
 As they began to near the wooden walls, Karen quickly span around throwing her dagger with great force at the wood. The dagger pierced into it at just the right height to serve as a good stepping stone for those who were going to climb up. It was a tactic from her homeland, though admittedly there they used crossbows for this. Following that she pierced the eye of another infected and span around once more, throwing one of her throwing knives about a step away from the dagger and at the same height. Now 2 people were going to be able to have easier time climbing those walls.[color=f7941d][b]” Prepare a rope also!”[/b][/color] She shouted at the people who were climbing the wall.