Everything happened so fast. The undead mage knew William was strong, but that exceeded his expectations.
The creatures the mage had summoned vanished after he was killed.
The other undead had already lost the will to fight. The two strongest members of that squad were the mage and the three-meter warrior.
Both had been killed by William. So there was no point in fighting.
"Let us live, please," one of the undead said. "We promise not to tell anyone anything."
William found it amusing—two undead begging for their lives. He was about to kill them too when an idea crossed his mind.
"Can I use my demonic energy to control their minds? That way I'd have two spies..."
The idea was risky because if it failed, those undead would tell the Lich about him, and that would definitely be problematic.
Still, it was worth the risk.
"I can let you live, if you're willing to become spies for me. For that, I need to access your minds," William said.
