"In my hands, countless Undead have returned to their slumber, and the Undead who have fallen before my eyes amount to hundreds of thousands," Pannis's pace was neither hurried nor slow, but the words he spoke struck fear into the hearts of the Undead: "Even just a few years ago, our team had twice massacred over ten thousand Undead. Ha, it's hard to imagine, isn't it? The same group of people, now accompanied by two little ones and entangled with the Undead in the tavern, once considered the Undead mortal enemies."
Rattle rattle.
