Those previously ignored orcs were also shackled by skeleton soldiers.
Off to the side, Domina paid no mind to the orc captives. As soon as the orcs opened a path, she rushed directly to the corpse of Andras.
Two sharp spider legs suddenly thrust out, piercing through the shoulder blades on both sides of his body, and hoisted it up high.
"Ah~!"
The once dead Andras, once again let out a painful wail.
"You were indeed playing dead," Domina said.
Before Andras could fight back, several more legs pierced into his body like raindrops, killing him on the spot.
Andras, like a man being executed, hung high in mid-air.
Blood continued to flow down his body, the sight was extremely gruesome.
"I cursed you, the land won't cultivate, tribes won't reproduce, and all those who attacked Blackstone…"
Splat!
Andras was not able to finish his sentence. Domina's leg pierced through his mouth again, forcibly cutting off his words.
Andras stopped breathing, his head sagging down.
