"I'll go down as well, try and take out a few flanking beasts."
Moving past Bartholomeow after Alcy's scathing look, he whispers, "not going to split the group, but if you could control them to influence their movement and positions, wiping them out might have become infinitely simpler. I would have gone with your plan, frankly." The samurai then finds himself nearing the edge of the hole. He didn't have any experience with undead, but then he hadn't had experience with almost any of these creatures. And while his sword wasn't incredibly useful, and by his legends wouldn't be against dead things, it still cut things in half, and that was comforting for him. He readies himself to follow after the others.