The human hunter gritted his teeth. The angels and demons were arguing, and now the undead John was targeting him. The human 'cavalry' would be here soon, and then the battle would begin again. He didn't know why the other angel had undead minions or why she was giving the nice angel a hard time... nor did he know why the demon was being so passive about all this. Damien struggled inwardly. The undead were really bothering him, on level he just couldn't comprehend. "You know what? I'll tell you something about death. It doesn't CARE!" He let loose the bolt at John and then just charged forward, drawing his sword, to cut those undead abominations down.