Thanks to the distracting words of the cloaked figure, the undead being was completely focused on him. The undead was clearly bamboozled as the figure kept popping in and out of existence, from one place to another. However, the two would not be focused on the battle as they successfully ran away. The both of them would continue to run and run, until they were far from the battle. 

As Ander's luck would have it, the both of them reached a peaceful grove. A spring filled with crystal clear water can be seen and Ander would be able to sense a little fey presence here. Perhaps his benefactor guided him here? He can't really say for certain. But here seemed like a better place for both friends to collect themselves and rest.