Serana
Nice? The lich seemed surprised for a moment, but then smiled more genuinely and patted the side of her unicorn’s head. “You have a strange way of attempting to help someone, You.”
Serana flicked her wand in the air once, twice, and then the dead began to shuffle their way out of their former homes and fill the streets. She lifted her nose to smell the fear of the living who remained in hiding behind their brick and mortar. “Strange or not, monsters or not, I will bring this world to its knees.”
And then her eyes met with his. “If I have to die a few more times to make that happen, it would be nothing new to me. One setback or a thousand, they matter not,” She slid her wand back from whence it came, and extended that hand out once more. “I only have to win once. You will aid me.”