The Reaper was still poking and prodding the internals, having moved from the closest shoulder to its chest. "The best mortal magic can do is a fencing construct, similar to the shield guardian, but not QUITE sentient. It can, to a small degree, learn, but at best it is meant to teach how to, oddly enough, fence. Supposedly you could make one that taught other things, but it wouldn't be worth the effort, as even the fencing golem has to resort to necromancy to give it its skill.<br/><br/>But still, good idea, I was just a bit surprised when I looked up from my current project and saw something similar to the prototype Shadow Stalker on a nearby slab. Which is still around here somewhere, if you would like to work with it. It is far closer to a normal golem or even undead, than the current Shadow Stalkers. And it was mostly made with more common metals and magic. Once I realized someone was going to try and copy them, however, I decided to go for the most sophisticated and detailed idea I could. And it worked out remarkably well, if I might say so myself."<br/><br/>The Reaper glanced over, glaring at him, before shaking its head. "Mistress, if you want to slap him to keep his ego down, go ahead. Otherwise he won't fit through that door without cheating."