章 421: Lost things- Part 4

The mighouls bodies only splattered on the ground, turning Winston's ability to control the creatures of the dead useless, "Why would you go to such lengths?" asked Crane to Winston, "You are not even the creature of the living to be worried about such trivial matters like power and status," his dull eyes continued to stay on Winston. 

"Things like those are often trivial when you already possess it. It is only the person who doesn't have it will know how one feels," tched Winston. He was working on getting the pieces of the metal to rejoin back to his staff of scythe but it was barely able to move up from the ground.