[i]"Why don't people ever do a rotting knight a favor and do what I ask?"[/i] [b]The knight gestured with a hand and the undead started moving in, as the knight came within punching distance of the soldier, before throwing a right-hook at him.[/b]

The whip shut off for a moment; the girl gasping for breath, convulsing on the ground. The figure turned to the knight, unleashing the whip at him. Wrapping it around his hand, the flesh on Eurjrstbrü would come to a complete freeze, before the figure delivered a massive blow to his head.

[b]The hood fell off his face and his neck snapped at an odd angle. Except with a horrible cracking, it reverted back to it's original position. And he saw why. The knight' face was... rotting. Like a corpse come back to life. Green flesh was hanging limply from the left side of his face, and his eye was almost hanging out of the socket. Part of his skull was exposed and cracked. But he was... alive. The knight grinned with yellow teeth and rotting gums.[/b] [i]"Wowee that was fun. How about left this time? I've had this terrible ache in my neck and I think going left'll help it."[/i] [b]He undead hoarse closed in and started grabbing the man's arms and legs, starting to lift him and pry his arms.[/b]