Dave moved out of the city, leaving the undead doing the work of clearing it from the rubble and beginning the reconstruction. As Dave and the three Death Knights followed next to him, he remembered something that kept bugging him.
"Tengu, how come you lost to Dog?" Dave asked.
This question kept grinding his brain cells. He never found the answer to it. Dave had already thought about asking Dog directly, but he would need Bud to do the translation for him. The dullahan could only grunt for word, and the upgrade to Death Knight didn't fix his vocal cords.
"That was not just a loss. The fight against that headless knight was a devastating defeat. I have lived long, and the creatures I met with that strength were sparse."
The words coming from the Tengu's mouth downed on Dave like a cold-water bucket.
"Really?" Dave muttered.
