Soul shouted with joy at the retreating wolvers, "Yeah, go back to the hole you came from!"
He rubbed his side and right arm. "Man, we really gotta finish up here before they come back."
"So..." Soul continued. "How 'bout we start with names? Hello, everyone. My name is Soul. I come from a graveyard, and spent most of my life being screwed over by idiot zombies. My eyes? I went into a Gremlin Facility when I was younger and one of their experiments went wrong. It stained my eyes permanently. How about you guys?"
Soul sheathed his Gran Faust and stared intently at the creatures before him.
When Broal comes. A pack of wolver attacks the renegades,"There's no time to hide, chatty bird." Broal whisper. He charges up his gun and shoot them at all wolvers, he then shoot his gun and all the wolvers exploded,poisoned, and takes heavy damage.