"Well....that was fun." Azier announced with a clap. "Now - what do I do with the rest of you?" He wondered as he looked at all the humans that had huddled together.
"Oh relax, I'm not going to do anything nefarious." He let out with a sigh, and then laughed. "I don't want to eat you." He turned his attention to the young lady still in grasp of one of the un-dead slaves.
"Let her go." He commanded as he held the necklace that he had taken from Solas, and the obeyed immediately, which freed the woman to run to her father.
"Now..go...stand over there..." Azier pointed from the direction he and Yrsula had been on their way towards.
Like the brain-dead clumps of clay they were, they turned and lumbered off as they dragged their feet with each step. He pinched the bridge of his nose to 'reset' it and then wiped the residual blood from his face.
"Who are you?" The same father who had shouted before asked with eyes that trembled with tears.
