"Oh? What kind of deal?" The skull spoke again, its tone now very calm.
As if it were truly a normal conversation, it showed no concern about its precarious situation.
"I save you, you work for me," Fan Hao said.
"You're the first one to dare to speak to the Queen like that," continued the skull.
"Really! There's nothing strange about it. You're about to die. I just asked the Corpse Witch; restoring you will require a lot of resources and materials. This seems like a fair exchange to me," Fang Hao replied.
A demon doll in the form of a skeleton and a mummy, reduced to just a skull and a rib cage.
Both were in the state of undead, devoid of any expressions. Their tones gave away no emotions.
They calmly continued their discussion.
Hearing Fang Hao's proposition, the skull fell into silence.
She indeed felt extremely weak, and her soul fire wouldn't last much longer.
After a prolonged silence, the skull spoke, "I am the Queen."
"And then?"
