Blinded Orcs and Elves scattered around, staggering. But Van Hawk and Tori already rushed to them and in less than a minute no one was left alive!
Stepping over the bodies, Weed and his soldiers reached the far side of the hallway. There on the wall was hanged a large map of Yuroki mountains! The Dark Elves fortress there was marked by a black dot, and a bit to the east was another dot, but red.
“Vampire Lord Tori! What are you doing here?! So you succumbed to humans... to those... holy priests of Freya!”
The necromancers, clothed in dark robes couldn’t hold their surprise. There were 12 of them, and each was holding a bone stave and beads, filled with dark magic.
Weed cancelled his Sculpture Transformation and stepped forward.
“Necromancers, this place will be your grave.”
While he was speaking Death Knight and Vampire Lord stood by his sides. Priests got ready to use their spells and Knights picked their targets.
The most powerful magic necromancers had was resurrection of undead. It was able to turn dead into skeletons, ghouls, zombies or even more powerful undead!
“Freya’s servants... You have destroyed our work.” - bitterly said one of the necromancers.
There were no corpses nearby and the bodies of Orcs and Elves lying in the distance wouldn’t be of any help against such an army anyway.
It was evident, that dark mages accepted their defeat and were ready to die without a fight.
“I see you came prepared. And came at such a wrong time. Now we won’t be able to return the loose button to its proper place...” - said one of them, bowing his head.
“Barabol!” - exclaimed other necromancers woefully.
“I never believed in divine providence, but if that’s how it must be, then kill me. I’m ready.”
The necromancer slowly stepped forward and got down on his knees in front of Weed.
“Barabol, we’re with you!”
The rest of them followed their leader and got on their knees. They were so close, that Royal Knights could behead them at any moment.
“I hope you will avoid evil in your next lives.”
Weed unsheathed his sword.
He was about to behead them and complete the quest of Order of Freya, but...
‘One moment... Something’s wrong...’
Weed thought over all the recent events. After completing that stupid quest to get the profession of Legendary Moonlight Sculptor he was always looking for a catch! And now there was something that was troubling him.
‘It seems appropriate to the difficulty level...’
The difficulty was ‘B’, like in case of Lord Tori. The quest that took all he had to finish. And to some extent it was true: to reach necromancers he had to pass their allies, Dark Elves, and that wasn’t an easy task.
‘But why do they calmly accept their deaths?!’