Talk with the Council (2)

"It's an honor of making acquaintance with one of the friends of Master Velkir..." Danzel said while scanning the room for possible escapes.

"Baah, no need to be so formal with me. I am merely someone who is trying to make a living in this place and nothing more. But when we are outside you will have to pay respect according to my rank among those vermins." Kingra'mash said as opened and closed his fist multiple times.

"Damned flesh..." He mumbled to himself.

*Blegh~

Danzel heard a small and weird noise of something getting smashed together around Lich's hand.

He could faintly feel the dead mana travel in the Lich's hand, probably because the latter didn't try to hide his mana signature at all.

Based on how it looked, the Lich was continuously shredding the muscles of his fake flesh and making adjusted improvements to match his skeleton hand.