"What is this Pandora's Box?" Dave asked.
"I can't answer that," Azusa answered.
Dave frowned, this was strange, a bound undead refusing to answer his commander's question?
But the following words explained what Azusa really meant.
"It is not that I do not wish to answer your question lord, but it is that I don't know what it is, to be honest. The knowledge behind the box has been kept and safeguarded by the higher-ups of our clan."
'Hmm, so to get more answers I'll need to revive someone higher level than Azusa.' Dave thought to himself.
"What were you doing here? You were killed by a sword strike, in a fight? What were you fighting against?" Dave asked.
"The human race had figured that our clan was safeguarding the relic of Pandora in this mountain. I along with many of my brothers and sisters were ordered to protect this place. But the humans had come here armed and ready for war. I don't know much more. I died here, and the box was placed in the safety of this mountain."
