The Draugr pulled his blade out of the body of the Elven Patriarch and smiled. Although the smile was creepy, it gave its intended effect on the other Patriarchs and made them shout out in fear.
"Why did you kill him?" William inquired in a troubled tone. "Didn't you have your fill of killing a while ago?"
The Draugr gave a dry chuckle and scratched its head. It was acting as if it was an innocent child that had made a mistake.
"Alright, no killing for now, okay?" William coaxed the undead warrior and made it back away.
The Half-Elf then looked down on the dead Patriarch with a troubled expression.
"Oh dear, what should I do with you?" William rubbed his chin as he pondered. "Well, for the time being, why don't you stand up first?"
William snapped his fingers and the lifeless corpse propped itself up to stand once again. It even did a comical pose as if waiting for William to praise it.
