Dangerous Bravado

Draven went into the building and his eyes were solid black. He went in sliding into a space between debris and a few survivors running out. The dead started to rise up at his presence and power. Good, he could save these souls and send them to peace. A morbid gift, but one you needed to fight infected. With his gift he would strip the dead of energy and send them to rest. There by destroying the vessel making it incapable of infection.

If the dead rose under Draven's power then they couldn't be taken by the evil outside, they were already possessed. An obvious rule, no two objects could possess the same space at the same time, and until the world of light and living caved back into nothing and chaos, that rule stood. If Draven made them rise, he could then send their soul into the beyond where the true primordial power ruled. The one all others feared and respected. The one that this evil fought against, but the underworld good or bad was beyond the primal evil's reach.