Wen Ning can hear the person that isn't that far from him. He does not know who it is but it does not stop him from keeping the undead tar covered beings at bay. This? It was probably better having two people go at them than just one.

"You're welcome."

The punch was different than what he's seen and when another comes from a different angle he slams his chain into them. He hoped that they would be able to get away from the corpses or that America would be able to, if she needed to, get a bit more energy within herself. He, himself, would not tire.