"These damn cowardly and timid Undead, how dare they mock our great Dragon Clan. We must make them pay." The dragons were furious; they had never been toyed with like this.
Some ramshackle walls hastily thrown together with bones and a few ineffectual Undead had actually deceived them. It even made them so cautious and careful in their probing.
But in the end, everything before them was an illusion, perhaps the Undead had already fled long ago.
The dragons, whose intelligence was never stellar due to their lack of communication, were even less likely to notice other details in their anger. The city lord wanted to say something, but seeing the dragons' demeanor, he eventually chose to remain silent.
"Everyone follow me in, we must catch those damned Undead and show them that our Dragon Clan is not to be deceived."
