The Don left the warehouse with his new troops. Dagny jumped in right afterward.

"Who are you?" The guy asked. He had snow-white skin and black eyes.

Well, this is it!

"I am Nidhogg."

"The dragon?"

"I am here to help you. Well, coincidentally you may be able to help me as well."

"What do you mean?" he asked. Dagny stepped forward. "Woah! Don't come close!"

"Okay," said Dagny, stepping back.

"What do you want?" he asked, desperate.

"Well I have a thing to do with The Don, and you two seem to not get along as well."

"The Don...? Sorry, I can't help you," he said turning around.

"I saw what you did. You can easily take him out... Yeah, why won't you?"

 The guy pointed at the door.

"My parents... my foster parents are inside there. And if I make him upset, they die."

"Can't you just run away?"

"We are in Cyprus remember?" he said taking a step closer to Dagny.

He seems to trust me a bit.

"Well... what is your name again?"

"Hol."

"Well Hol, would you help me if I rescued your parents?"

"If you can...?"

 Dagny walked towards the door. It was metal.

I don't know if this will work but,

 He put his hands on the door and started blasting it.

"Woah!"

 The door melted down revealing an empty room behind it.

"Wait..." Hol stepped in. There was no sign of his parents.

"Are you sure they were here?"

"I am... was. I heard their voices behind the door. Begging for my help." he said frustrated.

"What if he tricked you?"

"Then he will pay."

 Hol put his hands on the ground creating new undead, more powerful than the ones before.

"I always gave him weak ones, feared that he might use them for a crime. He did."

 As each body got stepped out of the ground new ones appeared. Tens, hundreds, thousands!

"Woah." Dagny was impressed by Hol's power. Hol got up and turned towards Dagny.

"Shall we, Nidhogg?" he had an evil smirk on his face.