The Castle felt Clark's intrusive gaze and at that moment, the zombies did take notice. In unison, they straightened, snapping to attention, looking in the direction of the small group, eyes flat and unseeing.
But they continued to hold their ground, to not move. Death hovered by the gate from the Outer Courtyard into the Castle proper, waiting. Were these children fool enough to enter here? He chuckled to himself, perhaps, perhaps. But the Vampire Killer was not with them.
Matthias, meanwhile, was seated in the Inner Courtyard, looking into the bloody fountain and safely gated away from the interlopers. Reaching out with a touch of power, he bent the air before him to show the progress of those seeking to enter his fortress.