*in almost no time at all, the zombie is beaten to a near pulp-like state. There is sickening crunches as it’s bones are broken and smashed, and then another of the blood elves removes the head to stop it from re-rising. They carry it away to burn the remains*
Milena: *just silently wraps Matthias’s blankets around herself, then curls up, her head low, her shoulders lightly shaking as she sobs heavily to herself*
Kalysto: *is still more involved with crying about his own predicament, looking down at his hands because they are scuffed and he has minor grazes on the palms with rocks embedded in the skin* It hurts!