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Eduard does not wait and turns to the Undead.
“Attack him!” He orders. The Undead run towards Dmitri, ready to kill him but his scarlet eyes glow up and he stares straight at them.
Instantly, the Undead army stops in their tracks. Eduard watches in horror as the Undead army starts to fall to their knees and stare blankly as if hypnotized. The other soldiers are also acting the same way, bowing in front of Dmitri as if under his spell.
“What the hell are you all doing?” Eduard demands. “GET HIM!”
But no one is paying him any heed. Their eyes are on Dmitri who has them under his mercy.
The golden light is once again starting to shine on him, beginning all the creatures to his feet
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