(Draeven Blackthorn steps forward, his crimson eyes glowing beneath his dark helm.)"You think death is an escape?" (murmurs, voice like a distant storm.) "No... death is my domain."(He raises his gauntleted hand, shadows swirling. The corpses around him stir, hollow eyes burning with unnatural light.)"Rise, my legion… your service is not yet over."
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