[Suzerain of Sheol]

"Hmm?" Shealtiel is somewhat surprised at the question. "Are you expecting judgment for that? She is a woman, human -- delusional, perhaps, in my own opinion -- but of our kind. Ultimately understandable." He slides a narrow glance toward the young man. "I feel as though I should ask the same of you. It's uncommon not to be brandished a necromancer or warlock after revealing my abilities. After all, I could have as easily raised that horde as dispersed them."