"My Lord told me to fight not in the most efficient manner, but in the way I personally preferred–And I can't simply ignore the orders of King Xacobus… So what do you say we both take a direct oath, right here and right now?"
Louizon tilted her head slightly, her arms crossed, as a small smile spread across her face. Blast mana was already surging throughout her body, ready to explode outward at any possible moment… She was quite intrigued by what the undead was on about, so she let him explain himself before trying to wipe him off the face of the Peaceful Realm.
"Depends on what it is about"
She replied, staring the Restless up and down. Xaltar was quite the bizarre-looking being. His head was pretty much triangular, and his maw was filled with what would be best described as the teeth of a canine. His body was slender, made entirely out of bone, and he had large holes in his hands.
