At the sound of his voice Wanda gasped and turned her gun on him, her hand shaking a little. When she recognized him she took a deep breath and dropped her arm. "Oh, yeah, thanks," she mumbled in a voice that was far too high and strained. She stared at the pistol in her hand for a moment before struggling to her feet. Her shield dropped and the gore that covered it hung eerily in the air for a half second before splashing to the floor. Nearby, the zombie she had shot, gave a moan and Wanda really did scream this time and emptied the gun's chamber into it's head. It didn't move again. Wanda gave a shuddering breath.