As it rained, Shilin stood up from his throne, disappeared and reappeared in front of the skeleton army.
"Why do you have so few troops?" asked Shilin because the skeleton king only came with ten thousand troops, not even making one 1% of the other demon troops.
[Greetings to the Noble One. The reason why I have so few troops is because I can increase their numbers when war begins. I am Torta, the Emissary Of Death and can create my army from the dead.] Torta first bowed to Shilin before responding. Shilin looked at the skeleton with black flames in their eye sockets and wearing black armour, the most powerful skeletons though were those who were riding on skeleton horses.
"Show me."
[Pardon me Noble One but I don't understand.]
"You said you could raise the dead so I want to see it with my own eyes. Show me what you're capable of!"
