Aegnas lay naked on the floor of Kirenestus's estate. The robes he'd been so vain about, that had actually been borrowed from the necromancer who now stood attentively nearby, were folded neatly and draped over a nearby chair. The two runeblades lay neatly in the chair, away from their master. The death knight himself was scarcely able to stand.
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