(This part was not intended to be written but due to some of the readers' comments I had to add it to the story to clarify things.)
"We're here," Dave said. They were inside the cave of the kin warrior that Dagla had locked down so no other could enter after them. It was dark as the abyss, but for the undead, they could see well in it.
"Who might this be? His majesty's son? The way the Undead God spoke about him, he could be nothing but royalty."
"Royalty, I suppose, his son, I highly doubt. The Undead King only had one child, Eleanor, and Death had been possessing her body for ages until I set her free. So we're gonna be seeing something new."
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"I suppose. My cleaver is ready. His Majesty said that this guy's a monster of a man, bring him back, Lord, I'm gonna get clobbering."
"Hold your horses, we don't know if he is hostile or not yet. Just play it cool."
