Ari/Mag/Drake/Kiernan
"You're not the only one," he muttered at Mag, following her into the cave. At least everyone else had weapons; Drake used his fists. "I just got the zombie stench off of me." He knocked a zombie knight down and used its sword to decapitate it. The sword felt wrong in his hands, so he tossed it off to the side. He should have brought his claws with him.
He wasn't entirely sure what they were going to find in the cave, but at the least they could kick some more zombie butt and try to get to the bottom of things. He figured that wouldn't be a problem with the group he was currently with, but worry for Ari was gnawing at him, despite seeing just how capable she was against the undead. Still, if she got hurt while she was with him, he'd never forgive himself.