It's a harsh assessment and a frightening warning both. He might have taken talk of a dragon lighter. Rivaling the strength of an army is very obviously bad. She's passionate, and he's far more inclined to distrust daemons than not.

But he's heard descriptions like that against the undead. He bobs his head with her words but he has to ask.

"That sounds horrifying," He says. "Are they all threat like that? Without a doubt?"