"A Greek legend." Grainne noticed the smoking and grew contemplative. She followed along behind him, sending an ice crystal at the skeleton to knock it farther into the sunlight. "Cast the dragon's teeth to the ground. Wherever one falls, an undead warrior rises up from the ground.

For being a relatively short, petite looking girl, she seemed particularly unperturbed by the presence of the skeleton army. Battling armies of relentless undead was starting to become just another Tuesday for her.

"Do you have an extra of those... guns?"