"This is going to be troublesome." Arnold mumbled as his summons surrounded the body of the Dreadnought. He was seriously reconsidering whether he should resurrect it or not.
Through his past experience of resurrecting monsters, he knew exactly how much of a hassle gaining control over them was. Firstly, when a dead being was forcefully dragged back to the living world, it felt uncontrollable rage, think of it as if you were having the best dream of your life, it's peaceful and relaxing, but then out of nowhere someone poured a bucket of icy cold water on you and woke you up, of course you'd be furious. That's exactly what a resurrected being felt at the moment its resurrection, only it was a hundred time worse than the bucket of cold water.
