"That indeed sounds like a very intelligent strategy, robbing bodies also requires quite a bit of bravery," Eckmond praised, "And what about those zombies?"
"That blue-skinned Ogre made the bodies stand up again," the Kobold King shuddered, "These bodies guard the sunk corpses' chamber, preventing us from entering! Some even run out from there, wandering in the tunnels, and they always pass by our doorstep, just as if they have come back to life! But they are still dead, we all know that!"
"We all know that!" All the Kobolds chimed in unison.
"Sounds like the original zombies went out of control after exceeding some limit," Kalalin murmured softly, "But why did they all run to dig into that Tiflin's basement?"
"Who cares why, we'll just flatten that ringleader and that'll be that," Bruto shrugged, "That guy can't resurrect himself, can he?"
