Cullen's first reaction to the animated dead is to wheel on them, expecting demon possessed corpses. To his complete shock, they turn on the remaining demons instead. He wastes no more time thinking of it or why that might be. He's not foolish enough to destroy a battle resource for lack of understanding.

His exterior tirelessness and relentless attacks mask a growing fatigue. He positions himself to the best advantage to aid the stranger, out of direct line of his spells, close enough to prevent him from being closed on from behind. The sound of both sword and shield ring out with every blow against tough hide, or occasionally squelch into wispier, less defined substance.

He doesn't stop fighting until it's just the two of them and the unsettling corpses that still aren't hostile. "We can't stay here." He hasn't caught his breath at all and is already on the move. "Will you come? Getting separated is a bad move."