I shout this information to the lieutenant in charge, warning the dwarves to not let the slaves approach. It will be a little wasteful on the ammunition, but it's better than having the 1000 dwarves get infected and forcing them to use their potions. Apparently, we have enough to cure the entire garrison for three days of fighting. God bless the preparation made by those dwarves, they really thought about everything. Well, except a ghost ratman, but, even I didn't expect it. Nobody expects the Manifestation of Death, my greatest weapons are fear and surprise, surprise and fear. And an army of undead of course.
A Rattling Monster [Completed] (Editing in Progress)
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