"Thanks, Bruno. That was what I was about to say," Roberts chimed in. He surveyed the situation and continued to bark out orders. "Come on, people. We have got to move. NOW!"

"Yeah! And since the way down is blocked, we have to go up!" The Drowling surmised as she ran forward, "Up to the roof! That's where we need to be! I have an idea."

"YOU?! You ACTUALLY have an idea?!" Irzen followed along as best he could all the while heavily leaning on Lysana.

Lysana tried her best to help Irzen keep up. She knew if she had to she could carry him, but the training with the warriors of her pack kept her from doing so just yet.

"Believe it or not! I can actually have a coherent idea from time to time," War Scribe admitted as she ran up the stairs, "And when I am REALLY inspired, I can even formulate a plan."

Alyson merely shrugged her shoulders, "Whatever works at this point, do it!"

"That's good to know," Willow covered their rear guard, "So what's your idea?"

"So how about idea now," Kana interjected while still watching the dead start to move more, "banter later."

"Quake! How good are you with that cannon you're holding?" The Drowling asked, "Beyond firing it off and making a loud noise with it, can you ACTUALLY aim it at something and hit it?"

Rather than add fuel to the fire and respond with a sarcastic reply, the elemental answered, "Yes and where and what needs blasting?"

"We need to get to the top of this tower," War Scribe ran alongside Quake, "At the very least to the top parapet. Once we are there, I'm going to need you to locate the nearest tower to our own and blast the base of that tower to bits. But here's the trick, you have to do it in such a way that it will come crashing down into this tower without killing us or knocking this tower over or missing us entirely."

"You're lucky I'm in this form, War Scribe otherwise I'd charge a fee," Quake added sarcastically.

"And what good will that do?" Neven asked quizzically.

"If Quake hits her mark," Irzen responded before Quake did, "The falling tower could get lodged into this one and act as a bridge that we could run down all the way to the street. Am I right, Scribe?"

"You got it!" The Drowling beamed from ear to ear, "Evil minds think alike."

"But the debris from the falling tower could smash into us and kill us all," Willow added.

"Which is why we need Serna and her shield to protect us," War Scribe concluded, "That is if our Shield Maiden is up for it?"

"If it means getting out of here," Serna declared boldly, "You better believe I'm up for it! All you have to do is get me up there and I will do the rest."

"So that leaves the precision blasting up to you, Quake," War Scribe sneered, "Do you think you can pull it off or do I have to come up with ANOTHER idea to save our hides?"

The elementalist and the half orc followed closely behind Quake and stopped just short of the parapet at the top.

Roberts surveyed the situation. As much as he hated to admit it, going down would be a losing prospect, let alone fighting back to the library. Scribe was probably right in this situation, but he REALLY wished that some of the newly developing technology of Dunmeade was available to him right now. "You heard the lady, up it is. Fighting withdrawal, gentlemen!"

Quake first tested the wind direction. There wasn't any. Then she calculated the distance, depth, and proper distance as she took aim to the nearest tower and fired.

"Shields up!" Alyson pointed to Serna

The shot hit the adjacent building just as the chronicler predicted. Falling down towards the party coming to smashing halt and settling between two smaller lookout towers just below them. The heavy chunks fell to the street level crushing any undead soldiers.

"Lets go people! Move! Move! Move!" Quake barked orders to the rest after the dust settled but not before the very tower they stood on began to rumble. "Aw! Crap! Horn-Head is a coming!"