Chapter 92: The past hour (2)
Townplaza.
Beams of light continued to blast into the group of undead creatures.
"Hold your ground!"
The leader shouted as he drew his sword and cut the first undead to reach the top of the steps.
The scepters were effective but took some time to charge. And there were not many of them compared to the hundred or so undead.
The leader stepped up. His skill with the sword was amazing.
Somewhere behind, hidden in the darkness, Ronan watched the ongoing battle. Seeing the skilled clerk he frowned.
"Avery, stop controlling all hundred creatures. Let the weaker ones act like fodder. Focus on five strong ones and engage the clerk in front."
Avery nodded and his skull-shaped mark pulsed, releasing more streams of darkness. The streams melded with the night and flew to the group under his control.
They had gathered the bodies from the teams, killed in the mountains by the berserk beasts. There were a few with the power of double Blessing. Avery focused on those corpses.
The darkness surged into them, increasing his control over them. He left the others with simple commands.