"W-What do you want?" she asked in a shaky voice.
Thoren's cold composure seemed to drain all her remaining strength and courage.
The undead beast beneath him was terrifying but compared to the boy seated calmly on its back, the Undead Iron Roar Komodo appeared almost pleasant to the eyes.
Instead of answering her question directly, Thoren spoke in a calm yet chilling tone. "I ask. You answer. Do you understand?"
Whoosh!
A surge of necromantic energy condensed before the undead Komodo, swirling like dark mist.
From within the dense aura, two Level 16 undead materialized beside him.
Her eyes widened at the sight of the two newly summoned undead servants, and her heart skipped a beat.
Thud.
Thud.
Slowly, the two undead walked to her sides, their heavy steps deliberate and oppressive.
Their hollow eye sockets burned faintly as they positioned themselves beside her, making her situation unmistakably clear.
She swallowed hard and nodded. "I-I… understand," she stammered.
