Kraehe stared at Fakir a moment, surprised he was doing anything to help her. Stupid knight. She could handle this herself, she thought, even as she pushed one of the zombies he killed over the railing of the balcony.

Luckily for both of them, her distress had called upon even more ravens than before, and soon the balcony was rushed by a large hoarde of beaks and claws, tearing at anything in their path, and barely missing their mistress quite a few times.

"Let's get out of here," she said, looking over at Fakir as she tried to escape the cloud of ravens and zombies.