Reinforcements

The zombie leader's sword slowly dimmed down as he looked away. A barrage of silver arrows were hailing down on him, aimed at his eyes, nose, and mouth.

"Which coward attacks like this?" the zombie leader shouted and looked back at Jake forcefully. 

With a wave of his hand, the next wave of arrows flew away, deflected. 

"Show yourself, and after I am done with this one, I will take care of you as well." he shouted once more.

"Looks like you are keeping all the good stuff to yourself, guild master." Another familiar voice popped up next to Jake. 

"Kierch. I guess you two were the reason this pink mist subsided?" Jake asked, not even turning to his left, where the sound came from. 

"Yep. We were held back, taking care of all of those monsters. There were quite a few of them, so after we got your message, we knew that we had to take care of them before we came to help you. Else, the pink mist could threaten to disrupt us again." Kierch said.