Ryder watched the old man scream as he stepped towards him.
"I guess Undeads do feel pain. I was wondering about that for quite some time," he said.
"Rale, can you calm him down? His screams are making me feel annoyed," Ryder told Rale.
"Yes, Your Highness," Rale replied as he placed his left hand close to his chest.
Rale had cut off both the arms of the old man, which made him scream like he was going through immense torture, but the man instantly stopped screaming as soon as Rale placed his sword on the man's neck.
Ryder chuckled as he saw that.
"That's better," he let out.
He reached near the old man but still kept some distance.
"Now, let's get to the topic. What do you know about us?" Ryder asked the old man.
The man's face was already pale previously, but it had turned even paler because of the pain of his hands being cut off. Now he was starting to regret coming here.
