"Since when do you do speeches? Not a critique though, it was fine, I guess"
"Some livings need a little bit of encouragement, when one is sent to oblivion, they tend to repeat the memory of their last moments, this shall serve as a reminder that undeath has always welcomed him"
Maliah walked over, dragging behind her many of the newbies who had ran away in a panic, but since the assassin did not have more than two arms and had no ropes, she brought them all in one go by 'tying' them to one another using their limbs, either by twisting arms and legs around that of another, or by snapping open limbs and stabbing the exposed bones into flesh, making for a nice line of prisoner that were all wailing in pain and begging for mercy as she dragged them across the coarse, sand-like dust.
"I swear, these guys are so uncooperative, all they do is cry and scream, it's like they don't want to be of help to us, can you imagine that?"
