[ He cracks his knuckles. He'll kill anyone who tries to drag him back to that depraved state. Without question, without hesitation.
But he shakes his head at the question. ]
My people bow to no one. But their numbers were cut to the bone by a terrible army of the dead, and many of us were raised to fight in that army's service. We have largely broken free.
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[ He cracks his knuckles. He'll kill anyone who tries to drag him back to that depraved state. Without question, without hesitation.
But he shakes his head at the question. ]
My people bow to no one. But their numbers were cut to the bone by a terrible army of the dead, and many of us were raised to fight in that army's service. We have largely broken free.