In the end, it was his companions who stayed in the concealed cave, while Lancelot alone went to complete the command ritual filled with a sense of shame. The only consolation was that the audience had long been dead and would not make any comments on his speech.
Under his command, three hundred undead giants staggered into the large hole in the rock wall, continually advancing deep into the tunnel. This was less than a tenth of the total undead army, but it was enough to fill the fortress above. With the absence of the protection of the walls and the darkness serving as a cover for the surprise attack, the outcome of the fight should be quite predictable.
"Hey, beauty, the rumbling sound we're hearing now must be the footsteps of the army setting out, right?"
Upon returning to the cave, Bruto greeted him with a mischievous smile, while the others turned their heads away in embarrassment; after all, Lancelot, with the transformation ring on, was just too...dazzling.