The woman exclaimed excitedly, "You truly are the Undead!"
She directly snatched the sword from the Knight's hand, struggled to lift it, and threatened, "Serey, tell me the secret of immortality!"
What responded to her was a rapid burst of crimson light, like a storm descending upon the room, knocking the woman back to the bed with invisible force.
Her vision was chaotic, she couldn't see anything, and the continuous clanging of metal hitting metal reached her ears, followed by the shrill cries of the Knights, the pungent smell of blood filling the air, as if ton upon ton of blood was flowing.
The chaos lasted less than a minute; when the woman managed to crawl from the collapsed bed, the room was in disarray, scattered with severed limbs and filthy blood, with armor twisted and compressing the Knights' bodies into masses of flesh.
Serey stood among the corpses, blood smeared on his lips, holding a body with its neck bitten off.
