Chapter 28: How Much Are You Paying?
Naomi had no idea her kin already knew she was working with an undead. Right now, she was sticking close behind Ambrose, terrified he might leave her behind at any moment.
Until today, Naomi had essentially grown up sheltered. She'd heard that the world was dangerous, sure, but she'd never seen it firsthand. Not until the hag appeared—only then did she understand the true nature of the world. And meeting Ambrose was the second great turning point in her life.
She'd heard of legends before.
Allegedly, a druid who reached that level could turn an entire city into a forest in a matter of minutes. A legendary druid's nature magic was as devastating as a natural disaster.
But that was all hearsay. She'd never witnessed it herself.
Now, Ambrose was showing her what it really meant to be a legend.
Dozens of small, misshapen skeletons moved in perfect formation under his command, like a disciplined army. They advanced relentlessly through the sewers, tearing through anything that crossed their path: slimes, fishmen, mutated crocodiles, and the like.
Whatever the creature, it was shredded to bits within moments.
The released souls became part of Ambrose's spell, feeding power into his growing army. He'd buffed his undead with spells like Bear's Strength and Cat's Grace, doubling, even tripling, their combat power. The leftover bones of slain monsters reshaped themselves into new malformed skeletons, swelling his ranks even further.