Slowly, the fallen Dune Scavenger stirred upon the ground. Its body trembled with unnatural motion as it pushed itself upright.
Its once feral eyes were now lifeless and hollow, yet a faint soul fire burned within them, flickering with eerie intensity.
The transformation was complete.
Looking at the newly risen undead Dune Scavenger, Thoren nodded with a satisfied expression. His control over death had once again proven effective.
"Let us move," he said calmly.
The Undead Storm Tyrant stepped forward without hesitation. Beside it walked the newly raised undead Dune Scavenger, its movements stiff yet purposeful. Both of them took the lead, forming a protective front.
Suddenly, a nearby tent was torn apart violently.
Cloth and wooden supports scattered across the sand as another Dune Scavenger emerged from within. Its bloodshot eyes scanned the surroundings before locking onto the group ahead.
A notification appeared briefly before Thoren's eyes.
