A black vortex appeared when Van Hawk was summoned, holding on to a sword.
“M..ma..ma..Master! You called!”
He stuttered with his words.
It was a misconception that, because they were pale, the undead were unaffected by the temperature. The cold from this place could freeze their bones!
Ttak. Ttak. Ttak. Ttak!
Death Knight was making a clattering sound with his teeth.