Unlike the elf who seems to adore the splatter of blood and guts, Alayre is quite the opposite. Templars are typically known to take up a more defensive stance rather than offense but Alayre crushes that notion by being the latter. Wielding two blades, the Knight-Commander efficiently takes down any stragglers with just a few well-timed strikes. He even managed to freeze one zombie that barely made it out of the water with his enchanted Iceblade. He then just mercifully kills the ghoul with the luminous edge of the Melody Moon.

The Templar then sheathes his swords to inspect the thawing corpse. "Harken onto me." He calls towards the elf. "The flesh of this cadaver seems fairly fresh unlike the others. Mayhaps this one shall do...?" Alayre is hestiant to cut the damn thing open but judging from the lack of open wounds on this zombie, its organs should be fairly intact.