General Folkwin had been released and it was like everyone feared, he had mutated into something that they did not recognize but he did not seem hostile towards them so he had retained some semblance of sanity.
He looked at the people that released him, he looked a lot better as they had started feeding him but he was still looking grotesque with his ribcage outline visible through his body.
His legs looked shriveled as he could barely stand on his feet, this man was in no condition to fight or undergo a mission.
But there was something about him that smelled of death and that was the aura he was exuding and this was not because he had murderous intent towards anyone here but he did hold a heavy grudge against Gunther.