“How terrifying...”in a desert on Mars.., a grayish-black troll with pustules all over its body was using a strange object to observe the environment of the New World. When it saw the fully armed skeleton soldiers, the troll couldn’t help but click its tongue in wonder.
Alice, who was slowly walking over, glanced at it with disgust. “Are the pustules on your body intentional or what? Do you have to be so disgusting?”
“A body is naturally like this if it’s not protected...”the troll sneered at Alice. “Aren’t you also an undead? Don’t you know that?”
The word undead made the corners of Alice’s eyes twitch slightly, and her expression became even colder. “What is that thing you have?”