After a moment's pause, her eerie whispers continued. "Situ Nan!"
"As you wish, Queendal." After hearing her words, one of the frightened men behind her stated calmly, before stepping forward.
The man who stepped forward was dressed in a blue gown, and looked to be in his early twenties. His extraordinarily handsome face had tiny black maggots crawling all over it, as if it was the face of a decaying corpse, with the black maggots eating the decaying flesh on his face constantly.
His handsome face also had a very sorrowful appearance, as if he had just lost his loved ones. His walking body was also hunched over in the most depressing way, like the body of a grieving widower. Tears could be seen falling down his crying face constantly, as he walked forward. Looking at his figure, anyone could see that he was a broken man who's lived a very sorrow filled life of pain and torment.
After stepping forward, this extremely depressed looking man walked towards the lake and slowly entered it as if he was going towards his own suicidal death. The moment both bare feet of his entered the lake, the lake somehow started to emit sorrowful sounds, from within it. Cries of sorrow echoed all over the lake as the man continued deeper into the lake, which slowly grew louder. By the time his head had disappeared within the lake, the entire lake's surface had somehow manifested phantoms of men, women, and children, flying sorrowfully all over it. Each phantom figure was crying sorrowfully as if a catastrophe was reaping the lives of their loved ones directly in front of them.
The terrifying cries of the phantoms that appeared all over the lake could make anyone listening weep agonizing tears of sorrow. But the 3 people standing by the side of the lake, watched the phantoms cry coldly, as if they were watching worthless objects. Yet the sorrowful cries went on.
After two hours of sorrowful cries, the lake slowly quietened down, as the phantoms disappeared.
"Ereiel!" Eerie whispers escaped the mouth of the withered lady again, after watching the lake quieten down.
"As you wish, my liege!" A baritone voice answered back at her, before a young lady took a step forward. Seeing the young and beautiful lady, who was also wearing a blue gown, and looked to be in her late 30s, you wouldn't expect her voice to be so deep and low. She sounded like a grown man.