Rinack's large, sick demented grin, hidden by his hood, turns to an ugly angry scowl.
"What the....undead. It had to be undead? Damn...." He says. He knew, he didn't have enough power to destroy all the undead raising up via the power of this...demon he faced. This woman in blac-

"No! You vulture! Give her back, or take me with her!"

Again, his memories flooded in, the pain growing. This time, he grasped the sides of his head, and fell to one knee.
"Gaa! Shut up! Shut up!" He screams, his voice sounding...scared, but pained. He stood, taking in deep breaths. His body shook, the pain and rage shaking him.
"Who are...you?" He asked the woman in front of him. He was sure..sure, he had seen her somewhere before. Was this a side effect? No..no...maybe? Whatever the verdict, he shook it off. While looking at the woman, he surrounded himself with green flames, hoping to keep the dead away from him. He had a plan...stall. Stall, then burn them all.