A wise decision on both their parts! For up ahead the cobbled streets are filled with light- the light of purifying flame filling a whole plaza, dancing off every wall and casting leaping, capering shadows. The fire burns bright and hot, but a careful eye will spot shapes twisting in it that might have once been adversaries.

Above the fire a door swings open. The man who steps out onto the balcony laughs, a thundering cackle that dances on the edge of madness. As several more zombies stagger past the flames, he leaves off with his laughter, and the sound of gunfire echoes through the alleys.

"Ah, what is this?" he suddenly calls out. "More lives to save? Very well, I will keep my eyes on you! More than that I cannot promise."