Looking at the pupils of the withered lady, which were strangely too black in color, as she trekked towards the lake, caused the hearts of countless people watching to beat erratically as fear gripped their minds. Looking at the blue gowned lady, whose lithe and small figure, made her look weak and fragile, the people watching her could only be frightened, as if they were watching the evilest devil walk amongst them. A devil who has taken countless lives in the past, and who still wishes to take countless more lives in the future.
The withered lady, whose face was very old, and corpse-like, but still strangely alluring, was the first to start the trek up the mountain, and was strangely also the last to reach the top of the mountain peak as well. By the time she reached the edge of the lake, with her slightly shaky foot steps, the last droplet of water had just fallen onto the lake's surface.
After looking at the tiny ripple caused by the last droplet of water on the surface of the lake, the lady then slowly looked at the sky above her, as the ghastly clouds disappeared from her sight.
After a minute of watching the now empty sky with her ghastly, and extremely intimidating eyes. She then looked back at the lake, before saying in the most quiet voice known to man. Words, which were barely a whisper escaped her mouth, scaring everyone who gathered around the now quiet lake as it entered their ears. "We've all been through this before, so I won't bother you with my shallow words.
As always, when we meet other races of humans, we must kill their men, steal their possessions, rape their women, and devour their offspring. Anyone who calls us virtuous Cold Vilkerites, the corpse race, must also be beheaded."
After stating these words, in a quiet whisper, she then waited a couple eerily silent minutes to gather her evil thoughts, before continuing in the same eerily quiet whisper, that seemed like an evil devil was hissing in the ears of everyone listening. "Now children, enter the portal."
Hearing her words, the terrified group of people, numbering in the billions, then quickly jumped into the lake before them as if they were desperately escaping her evil grasp, leaving three emaciated people, who were dressed in blue gowns behind, along with the lady.
The three people had at some point in time, situated themselves behind the withered lady, as they stood there humbly with violently pulsating hearts, waiting for her commands in fear and trepidation.
Looking at the lake that was now filled with ripples, from the previous people jumping into it, the withered old lady opened her mouth as more eerie whispers escaped from it. "Now that the children are gone. I'll now allow you young elders to go to your predestined locations. Remember your missions, and bring back any stragglers."