Edima watched with wide eyes as the group seemingly came out of nowhere, or atleast so she thought, considering that her blood was running to her head and clouding her mind at the moment. As the small armies fell one by one, the girl's lips pursed into a wide grin, showing off the obvious gap in her front teeth. As her somewhat childlike tendencies came up, she began to punch at the air gleefully, cheering the men on. "chyah' roit in tha' neck! Woohoo!"

"Please Edima, refrain from moving or I m-may drop you." Came the strained voice of her frog-like companion, who was having trouble keeping a good grip on her master.

Ignoring her robotic sister, Edima just kept cheering, eyes lit up in wonderment. She hadn't seen people fight this good in a long time...not since she first went looking for her father. Back then she had met many weapons specialists, yet almost all of them died in one way or another. A voice snapped the girl out of her thoughts and she blinked, glancing sideway up at Ribbeca. 

Beep! Beep! "Administrate immediately" Beep! Beep!

It was the alarm for her medications. Of all the times for it to go off, why now?

"gawww!" Edima groaned like a child, fussing about having to hang upside and get poked by needles.

Slowly a small robotic arm edged it's way out of Ribbeca's chasis, in it's fingers clasped a srynge of bright purple fluids. Edima shuddered. She hated needles. They frightened her horribly. Closing her eyes for moment, she breathed deeply. "Awl-roit Ribby...stick me." 

The srynge went in and a scream split the air.

 Ebony stopped the large group of zombies came into sight. Her hands reached to her back as she pulled two daggers that had been strapped to her back. She watched as Isis ran past her and towards the zombies. Ebony held the two daggers tightly in her hands as she walked towards the zombies. She leaped back as a zombie saw her and came running towards her at full speed. She turned sideways and kicked up, knocking the zombie just below the chin with her foot and sent the head flying off the body. She walked over to the head and kicked it against the alley wall.

 Isis ran towards the large group of zombies and jumped into the air doing a front flip and landing on a zombies head, crushing the skull. She jumped from head to head until something grabbed her foot and pulled her down aqnd crashing against the earth. She squirmed as the zombie held her tightly and then narrowed her eyes spitting in its eyes to distract it from Ebony who was behind it and ready to attack it.

Sumnor was slashing through the air, bringing his katanas across the throats of Zombies, seeing that they were at least half way through the group of zombies, smiling cheerily at the joy of killing the already dead, "I could do this all night!" Abadon chuckled, letting off another few shots, headshots, all of them, "You may have to be if we don't get a move on." Dryac laughed as he lunged his blade through the stomach of one of the undead, dragging it up until the blade pierced the Zombie's brain, pulling the sword out roughly, "Why rush art!? plus the one we've got up there is irish, if you can get that head-wound sorted and give her a weapong, she should definately be able to fight with us!"

Abadon nodded, leaping towards the wall opposite to Edima, rebounding off it as he hurled a metal sitck into the wall, just beside the irish girl, catching it with one hand, "Now what is a pretty girl like you doing in a palce like this? do you come here often?"  Abadon laughed, tipping a little goo into the wound on the girl's head, burning it shut, sealing it, stopping the bleeding and repearing the damage, elaving the slightest of scars, "Now, care to join us?" Abadon asked the question with a grin of glee on his ex
pression, drawing a combat knife in his one free hand and letting himself drop into the ma.ss of zombies.

Dryac continued to drag his heavy, two handed blade across the heads, necks, and chests of zombies, laughing whenever he severed enough of a major vein to cause a fountain of blood, avoiding it all, not worried about infection, as he and his comrades were immune, all being part of the beast race, but because he didn't want to ruin his fine clothes.

Abadon was grabbed by the wrists, restrained against the wall of the alley. He glared into the hateful, hunger-filled eyes of the zombie, before head-butting it and letting himself change into his lycan form, using his masive wolf-like jaws to tear through the neck muscle and bone, dropping the severed head on the ground beneath his feet. "Okay.... now that's a first I've had to change in this city."

Dryac laughed heavily, allowing his vampiric claws to grow to full length, black and extremely wide, ripping them across throats and chest of the zombies, each time a vital hit, killing te zombies within 30 seconds of the wound. "Ah, now this is going to become a competition!"  Sumnor noted his comrade's actions, turning into his red-skinned demon self, huge horns growing from his forehead, his height increasing by 4 feet, his muscles more than doubling in width and height, "A competition that I'm winning!"

 Ebony held her dagger loosely as she watched her friend struggling with the zombie. She was about to attack when she saw Isis reach for her boot and pull out a long knife. She smiled turning around stabbed another zombie in the the head. She watched it fall to the ground dead and went for the next closest zombie.

 Isis squirmed in the zombies grip. She pulled the knife up cutting it across the forehead and leaving a 'X' mark on its head. She smiled as the zombie loosened its grip on her. She kicked up hard on its stomach and pushed it off of her. She jumped up from the ground before it could attack again and stepped on its head crushing it against the ground. She did a back flip as another zombies reached for her. Her foot hit against the bottom of its head and broke the neck. She pulled out a gun that had been hidden in her jacket and shot the zombie just between the eyes.

Squealing from the sudden face that was not too far from her own, Edima stuttered slightly with wide eyes, that was until the 'goo' hit her. "Oi' Oi' Was' that for!!" She growled at the man, wincing in pain and giving a shocked look once the pain had left.

"I do beleive that you have been healed of your wound, Edima" The mechanical voice of Ribbeca stated, pulling the rope up as the man jumped down into the slowly decreasing mob of zombies. Eventually, the frog managed to hoist the girl up fully, stepping back as Edima clambered up onto the pole and sat next to her.

Leaning down to watch in awe, the witch obsessed girl's mouth dropped open at the sight of the transformations that had occurred. Her voice breatheless, almost whistful as a grin spread across her face. "they doooo exist!~"

Sumnor, his demon form having doubled his strength, usead just his hands to tear zombies in half, either down the middle or across their waist, ripping heads off and throwing them at other zombies, using brute strength rather than anything else, something he rearely did. "Only a few left, irish! if you want to get in on some of this it will have to be now!" his voice, deepened and gruffened by the demonic energies surging through his veins, carried perfectly to Edima's ears.

Abadon, his huge lycan jaws make it easy for him to bite the heads of zombies off and toss them aside, was tearing, chewing when necessary, careful not to swallow anything, which was strange, as the three beast races were immune from the infection, but still he didn't like the thought of swallowing dead flesh. "Aye, he speak the truth as always, there's only a handful left, and the ones that are are dissapearing quickly!"

Dryac was having fun now, his vampiric claws tearing through muscle and bone as if it was nothing, leaving bodies in several pieces, others plainly dead with holes where their heart should be, after Dryac had drained them of it's life giving fluids. His fist shot straight through the face and head one zombies, coming out from the back of it's skull, "And it seems these are the weakest of the lot!"

((I just noticed I didn't give Ebony or Isis species yet...))

 Ebony looked up at the Irish girl. She looked very young...Maybe too young to be fighting. Then again she could have been older then Ebony and just looked nine or ten years old. Ebony narrowed her eyes and looked at the girl robot frog type thingy. It looked pretty cool, but very weird. She turned her attention back to the zombies as she stabbed and cut through the zombies with her daggers.

 Isis pulled her leg up and stuffed the knife back into her boot. She was better off fighting without weapons seeing as her whole body was a weapon. She grinned as a zombie walked towards her about to attack. She did a flip into the air and stretched her arms out, grabbing the zombie by the shoulders and crashing it hard against the ground. She ducked just as a zombie's arm flew over her head and leaped at the feet to make it loose it's balance.