Akyasha stood as her allies charged the smaller undead in full armor.  "Hmm, I wonder if that's not.  Much has changed since our death, has it not?  Take caution, or don't. I suppose."  The Cleric said, wondering if they could even hear her.  As she looked out, she hadn't noticed anything more coming toward them, so if what her bats had said were true, and why would it not be, the sword was very likely here.  Then, she turned her attention to the skeletons that had managed their way up to the top of the gate where she was.  Well, not everyone needed to fight the big one.  Someone needed to handle these smaller ones.  Using blood magic, she formed two rather heavy looking maces in her hands.  "Alright little ones.  Go find a small meal of some wild ghouls or something while we clean up here."  She said to her Gorebats before waving them off.  

She just needed to clean up some skeletons.  It shouldn't be a problem.  They were only shambling toward them, not charging, but she didn't want them getting into the Cathedral proper at this moment.  "I won't have you go much further than this."  The Cleric hummed a small bit before leaping forward and bringing one mace down on a skeleton, bashing it to pieces, before bringing her other arm around to cleanly smashing the skull off of another then keeping up her assault on them since it needed to be taken care of anyway.  It just meant her allies could focus on the bigger one if she focused down these smaller ones.  Twelve shouldn't be much a problem for her, even in this weakened state.  After all, she took care of much more when she didn't have as much blood as she did now.