As it turns out, you shouldn't trust mysterious strangers with unimaginable power. Who would have thought?
[It's easier to talk about when he couches it in criticisms against the necromancer temple and the beliefs it represents. Easier still when he considers it ancient history -- or at least, old enough that the scars have seemingly healed over. (Something squirms deep beneath the scar tissue, in the meat between the bones. An almost undetectable parasite that he can ignore for a while longer.)]
This happened during the time I was... dead. [For lack of a better term.] And for five long years, Lord Vile tore apart every battlefield he encountered, and of the thousands who encountered him, none were capable of defeating him. [Except one. But giving that information away might be too much, might cut too close to the truth. He can't bring up that his best friend was the only one to survive a fight against the necromancer in question.
It hardly matters, anyway. If it were Ghastly standing there, or if he had been alone, Lord Vile's decision is the same in the story.] In the end, Vile disappeared from the battle. Nobody knows what happened to him. He could have been killed in battle, or perhaps he simply got tired of all the killing. [Skulduggery sounds skeptical of that last option, because he is. He knows it wasn't Vile who tired of the death.]
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[It's easier to talk about when he couches it in criticisms against the necromancer temple and the beliefs it represents. Easier still when he considers it ancient history -- or at least, old enough that the scars have seemingly healed over. (Something squirms deep beneath the scar tissue, in the meat between the bones. An almost undetectable parasite that he can ignore for a while longer.)]
This happened during the time I was... dead. [For lack of a better term.] And for five long years, Lord Vile tore apart every battlefield he encountered, and of the thousands who encountered him, none were capable of defeating him. [Except one. But giving that information away might be too much, might cut too close to the truth. He can't bring up that his best friend was the only one to survive a fight against the necromancer in question.
It hardly matters, anyway. If it were Ghastly standing there, or if he had been alone, Lord Vile's decision is the same in the story.] In the end, Vile disappeared from the battle. Nobody knows what happened to him. He could have been killed in battle, or perhaps he simply got tired of all the killing. [Skulduggery sounds skeptical of that last option, because he is. He knows it wasn't Vile who tired of the death.]