"Blood army happened," Quinn commented dryly, "Regular day at the beach for them."
Of course, Quinn had been shaken by the encounter as well, but he felt less in the way of fear and more rage.  The Blood Army was a plague that had risen out of the ashes of the real military and fallen prey to mankind's basest desires.  
They were out for mindless conquest, and nothing more.
Quinn knelt down to speak to Charlotte.
"How are you feeling?  That wound will need looking at.  Think you can hold on until we get somewhere safe?"