Hearing the lich's words, Eldrian smirked. Its intentions were clear from the fact that the entire horde of undead had stopped.
It wanted him, perhaps even Elizabeth. "Perfect." Eldrian murmured, too quiet for Elizabeth to overhear.
'Tier 9. I wonder if it will be enough,' Eldrian mulled, looking at the lich's entourage. The scarlet vampire was there, along with a draugr.
'She seems livid. Probably taking everything in her to not charge me right now. She'd probably be in the same state as that Zonthan if her brother hadn't survived.'
Eldrian found it invigorating to know he had caused them so much pain. But it wasn't enough. The Zonthans behind the main entourage had to die. They had to pay for what they had done.
He blamed that everything on them. If they hadn't attacked him next to their estate, nothing like this would have happened. Their child would still be alive, and so too would be Two.
