The centipede.
The thing was huge, terrifying, even a little nauseating to look at. But Milora didn’t feel any fear, only surprise. After all, she’d already seen so many undead creatures twisted into all sorts of bizarre shapes.
The centipede didn’t show any killing intent either. It just floated there quietly, looking weak and in pain, with no strength to fight anyone at all.
“…Um, hello?”
“……”
The centipede made no sound. Milora wasn’t even sure it had vocal organs in the usual sense. But she could feel a faint consciousness reaching her, a hazy signal—it was asking for...
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