"The dead back home are also typically long since dead and usually are skeletons. Not...this." What they were witnessing was a true abomination of nature, worsened only because she knew a friend had been reduced to a shambling horror of their former self. But she nodded mutely, tucking the flask back into her belt, steadying herself.

Elissa didn't waste time, rushing forward the moment the smoke began to thicken. The haze of smoke was enough to keep their assailants from immediately retaliating, sight obscured. She didn't waste time trying to kill them as she went. They'd be taken care of if there was no other option.