Death Maze

Without hesitation, he raised his hand, fingers tensing, ready to blast the undead to smithereens just like he did the vendors, but Freya grabbed his wrist.

"What are you doing?! Don't blow him up!"

The undead chuckled, his teeth gleaming unnaturally white against his decayed skin.

"I must agree with your companion. I'd appreciate it if you didn't."

His hollow gaze locked onto Alex, unblinking.

"Without me, you cannot begin the trial. My role is to introduce players to the rules."

His grin widened.

"And I do so enjoy my job."

The way he stared at them made Alex's skin crawl.

He didn't want to tolerate this thing's presence any longer than necessary.

Alex narrowed his eyes.

"I think we can find a way around that."

Alex's voice was cold, his fingers still twitching with the urge to detonate the undead where it stood.

Freya's eyes widened in disbelief.