[b]Gervus[/b] unleashed the breath anyways, and flew through the men. Being made of titanium had resulted in blades upon the ends of his wings, and moving at his speed, with his mass, no armour could stop him from hurtling straight through the men. Albeit the upcut had thrown off his aim, sparing half the fort from [b]Gervus's[/b] breath.

None the less, given simple numbers and the sudden increase in firepower and the undead forces before you were reduced to... Well they were dead again. What else needs to be said? And [b]Gervus[/b] was literally just above the fort. The tracker was planted, and it would take less than a second of combined fire for the humans to rip him from the sky. So, [b]Gervus[/b] did what any sensible undead would do. Under the the belief that somebody would bring him back sooner or later and praise his sacrifice, [b]Gervus[/b] landed just beyond the fort, for one final showdown. A roaring stream of fire poured from his jaws from the eastern side of the fort.