As Sebastian pushed his undead mount to run faster, the alley in front of him turned more and more on the promised land, or better, the things he could do there might be useful to escape.
Sebastian got an idea and barked out an order to two of his remaining Thornjaw Strikers. "You two, ram into that wall! Bring it down!"
The undead, enslaved to his will, detached themselves from the group and rushed towards the wall. Their powerful bodies slammed into the already weakened structure.
There was no further action from the two creatures for a short time, at least. The wall shook and groaned when they got hit, but it didn't fall down. Behind Sebastian, the Spectral Stalker's shrieks of anger were getting louder, and the creature was getting closer.
"Come on, come on," Sebastian's eyes turned again on the wall.
