"Ahhh!"
A terrifying scream suddenly echoed through the dark corridor.
The members of the Slave Trade Guild thought they were merely facing the undead Storm Tyrant and the undead Garron.
But they were wrong.
Terribly wrong.
The darkness behind them suddenly moved. A figure emerged from the shadows so silently that none of them noticed its arrival.
The undead Kaien.
An assassin undead.
His entire body was draped in black robes, blending perfectly into the surrounding darkness, while the pair of daggers in his hands remained almost completely invisible.
The warrior only realized something was wrong when a cold sensation passed across his back.
Slash!
The undead Kaien's blade cut through the warrior's back and blood exploded into the air.
The blade entered from beneath his shoulder and tore diagonally across his back, ripping through flesh, and muscle in one brutal motion before emerging near his waist.
"AHHHHH!"
