"I understand."
Hog nodded thoughtfully.
Tear Flesh's suggestion was a good starting point, but the specific actions required Hog to think deeply. Before it could engage its mind, Lame Claw, reeking of blood, brought its beloved undead construct tools into the tent.
It grinned broadly upon seeing Hog.
Unfortunately, the body Lame Claw used now wasn't its prior one, but rather that of a Black Eye Clan jackal that had died in war, making its maniacal smile lack a certain intimidation.
Its two eyeballs looked in different directions, then it wiped the drool from the corner of its mouth and said:
"Hog... no, Wise Wolf Lord, the 200 undead warriors you need are ready. I used new skills to make half of them into skeleton warriors of the jackal people and the other half into jackal mummy warriors.
Ha, it was a wonderful experience; this ancient knowledge is indeed much more efficient than my rough construction methods.
