James snorted bitterly.
"I think the worst part is, I have no idea what really happened to him. With every other member of my family, I saw them die, or put them down myself. But when we went back later and searched the area, there was no sign of him. The stronghold was in ruins, but as if it had been in an earthquake or something, not like it had been bombed out. There were a load of undead killed, shot and slashed with his weapons. But we never found his body, nor any undead that we could identify as him."