Clark looked kinda confused, getting the odd feeling that he may have triggered there reaction. But his confusion was quickly replaced with determination when the attack started. So, he ran, and appeared in front of several zombies. He pushed one on the head, in order to knock him down.. but instead? The head came right off. Well, that wasn't supposed to happen. But then again, this was decaying flesh he was dealing with. Which means.. they were not living beings.. in essence, just a pile of bones and flesh with no light in them.
So, he delivered an uppercut to another one; the head came right off, while the body soared a few feet into the air and landed into the dirt with a thud. He didn't even bother blocking or getting away from the next guy's arms and mouth, since his skin was basically impenetrable. He grabbed him by the arm and leg, picking him up.. and spinning in a circle.. quickly let go. The creature let out a gargled moan as he flew high into the air, sailing over the castle wall, and landing somewhere far on the other side of the building. Then, Clark proceeded to do the same thing to about two or three more..