"There are a lot of them," he acknowledged. Too many to count beyond shadowed silhouettes, warily advancing. "But faith will lend us more strength than despair."

Eleven's expression set, eyes tracking their movements.

"If nothing else, have faith in your strength and remember you aren't fighting alone. It isn't futile; each undead you take down eases the burden on all of us."

He breathed. Regulus was a ranged fighter. He'd have to keep them from getting in too close.

"Above all, never forget there are people relying on you to stay alive."