The Soul Fire gathered again, and consciousness gradually awakened.
After being resurrected, Ghoul Dick crawled out from under the Zombie Dragon's body, covered in the grey dust. As soon as he emerged, he heard his Mage boss, as usual, expressing many offbeat views.
"Hey, do you guys know? Zombies, skeletons, and wraiths have the most variants and derivatives among all undead creatures. Many mages agree with this view, considering these three to be the fundamental basis of all undead creatures, and other types of undead are derived from them, just like the three primary colors." Mage Cyril's voice was always so crisp, "Now, throw any undead creature at me, and I'll try to classify it into one of these three categories and give a reasonably plausible explanation."
No one responded, and as usual, everyone was busy with their tasks - cleaning up the battlefield, splitting the spoils, since a Zombie Dragon was a rare prize for everyone.
Only Mage Cyril kept on talking to himself.
