Hello, I'm Zilvagias, and today I found myself relaxing in the courtyard, only to run into none other than the King of the Undead himself.
"It's rare to see a demon child in this place at this time of day," he said as he strolled toward me, taking a long, roundabout way through the shaded corridors.
"...Well, it's not as rare as seeing an undead willingly expose themselves to sunlight," I replied dryly.
"Point taken. You've got me there," the Lich King, the Undead Lord himself, responded with a thin, almost artificial smile. Up close, even his gender remained ambiguous. While Ante had said his magic was tainted, I couldn't tell much myself.
The only thing I could sense, though, was how empty he felt. It was as if I were speaking to a doll rather than a living being.
"What were you doing just now?" I asked.
