But before anyone could respond to his previous question, as they stood by and watched him, as if in preparation for his next words, he yelled mightily in a voice that sent shockwaves rippling throughout the lake. "What do we Cold Vilkerites do to their men?"
"Kill!" The group responded loudly! With the entire lake rippling in waves that cascade all over the bodies of the men standing by it.
"What do we do with their possessions?" The leader asked again, this time with an even louder yell, that was valiant and heroic in nature.
"Steal!" The entire group responded even louder than before, their loud and powerful voices causing even more ripples across the lake before them.
"What do we do to their women?" The leader asked again, even louder and more valiant than before. With an aura of heroism and power clearly visible around his body.
"Rape!" The group responded again, even louder and more majestic than before.
"What do we do to their children?" He asked one last time, with his gray gown bellowing violently in the wind that originated from the shockwaves of his valiant and powerful voice.
"Eat!" The group responded with a loud cheer that sent violent waves of water crashing into them before tumbling down the mountain below them.
By the time they were done, their bodies were drenched with water, yet their mood had soared by countless times. With each member of the group looking more valiant and heroic than they were at the beginning.
"And anyone who ever calls us the corpse race? Behead them! Now jump!" The leader yelled angrily, before jumping into the violently tumbling lake in front of him. The rest of the group soon followed after him quickly.
In a span of minutes, the entire group of people had vanished into the lake. Leaving behind only a body of water that was strangely evaporating by the second.
Within an hour, the large lake at the top of the mountain had already disappeared. Looking at the mountain now, no one would ever believe that there was once a large body of water situated at its top.