The darkness element coursing through their bodies exacerbated those feelings, requiring sheer willpower to keep them in check.
What focus they had to employ to control their basal urges, the undead couldn't use it on the task they had at hand.
"Unlike the lesser races, us plant folks cat take any shape we want. My personal guards never left the castle in the first place. Those outside are just body doubles." Leannan's words planted the seed of the doubt in the Draugr's mind.
He had wondered why their battle of wills regarded only the control of the Sapling and the dimensional magic coming from outside Laruel, whereas Leannan didn't seem to care about the inability of her internal allies to Warp.
He would have liked to stop blocking dimensional magic inside of Laruel, which would give him enough focus to overwhelm his opponent.
Yet after falling for two traps, Erlik was afraid of jumping feet first in the third as well.
