"We can go north together," continued the warrior.

The warrior continued on even more slowly.

The warrior stayed on the ground and continued slashing at zombies.

"But we must be careful, warriors," he continued, his voice once again low and conspiratorial.

The warriors continued their song, rising in intensity.

When the shaman had finished, his warriors continued making a hullabaloo.

A famous warrior, he continued to lead bands into Massachusetts after most of his followers had left the state.

As the warrior continued to wait on the line to connect, he heard the door slide open in the outer office.

But the large warrior continued to advance on us, his only reply another muttered "Doom."

The warriors, an ancient people, continue to live there in spirit.