'It changed again!'
Claudius exclaimed internally as he watched the new and more menacing form of the Compound Corpse that eerily stood before everyone.
Did this mean that his suspicion was correct? Was this thing learning?!
"A Compound Corpse evolves upon each death so that it doesn't suffer it again. This adaptability depends on the material used for its creation, though…" The black-suited man looked at the creature before it and sighed.
"As you can see, it is largely incompetent as a result of the inferior flesh that it was formed from. There's nothing I can do to improve trash, it seems."
'Inferior? Incompetent? That thing… is trash?!' Claudius' eyes were widening far more than he thought was possible.
'What am I hearing?!'
Claudius had never heard of an Undead with multiple lives. If such a thing existed, he was certain that he would know of it.
'It's unbelievable…' Yet such a thing was happening right before his eyes.