The idea of Baba Yaga passing judgment on those she deemed unworthy of her gift of undeath made him worry that he might be one of them were she to dig out his past.
"I wish." The Red Mother sighed. "I'm not a monster, and I don't kill undead, even Liches, just because I don't like them. It takes someone with mad talents and plans on par with Arthan to push me to intervene.
"Sadly enough, only Liches have so far fit the bill. Don't get me wrong, I don't wish to kill any of my true children, but while all other undead races sooner or later gave birth to someone as mad as Arthan, their talent was nowhere near the Mad King's.
"They were just arrogant idiots who got killed by their own Court without the need for me to intervene."
"Is that because Liches are naturally superior to the rest of us?" Cyrra asked. "I mean, they suffer from none of the weaknesses that plague your true children."
