"You little creatures, your courage is indeed extraordinary. Given this, I can't really speak for you."
"However, not all of the undead in the entire city are the ones who plundered your treasures, I think..."
"Old thing! Do you know where these undead came from? Do you know the cause of their undeath? You should be able to sense it, right!?"
"They all carry the power of the Evil God Lorns; the reason they are undead is also due to his meddling."
"They continually die and resurrect, grow in this world, and become stronger until eventually, the power belonging to the Evil God will erupt."
"Finally, these people will become puppets of the Evil God Lorns. What will happen to the Ayo World then?"
Land suddenly said grimly.
"..."
This left Bahamut, the old dragon, in a daze, seeming to be lost in memories, and only spoke after a moment:
"Evil God Lorns, no wonder the aura feels so familiar. So many years have passed that I nearly forgot him, truly shameful."
