Bloodveil knew Ethan's secret—his leverage. The Zombie Kings of Heartland were actively hunting for him, so of course Ethan wouldn't dare show his real face. In fact, under the circumstances, it made perfect sense for him to stay disguised.
And as an "ally," Bloodveil had no intention of exposing him.
"Hmph. That disguise is getting more convincing by the day…" he muttered to himself as he stepped forward.
The surrounding Zombie Kings immediately noticed his arrival. They parted respectfully, clearing a path for him, their tones warm and deferential.
"Lord Bloodveil, you've arrived!"
"Thanks for calling us together to hunt the humans."
"Yeah, we wouldn't have known otherwise!"
Bloodveil gave each of them a nod, keeping his expression cool. As an Overlord, he had to maintain his presence—his face.
Umbradrake looked up and spotted him, a flicker of surprise crossing his face.
Bloodveil? The Overlord of Eastreach himself?
