Lost (part 24) (Patreon)

...No wonder Alan was the head of the royal guard, his trained body and strong spirit together resisted evil for a long time before finally surrendering ... He collapsed onto the cold, mildew-smelling floor, desperately trying to open his toothless mouth... eager to breathe... Unfortunately  for the noble knight  there were no lungs inside him ... Total darkness slowly enveloped his mind in a death veil ... 

...Overwhelmed by devilish euphoria, Adele triumphantly stepped with her sharp heel on the lifeless body that  belonged to her loved one ... Alan was dead ... or rather he was undead ... 

- Leoric, take this bag of bones to the crypt. Let him ripen there...