Chapter 178: Her First Necromancer
The girl was forced to pick herself back up, knowing that the next few moments had been decided for her.
However, before she could leave the room, she laid the apprentice down so he at least seemed more peaceful than shoved into a corner where he happened to fall as she pushed the door open more.
She felt like she was disregarding life. It made her feel unbelievably guilty.
Could acknowledging life while also being dutiful to the cries that there was a necromancer outside exist hand in hand?
Deciding that people screaming for help meant that there were people left to save was justification enough, she grabbed her sword from where it fell and sprinted out the way she came. Again, she had to avoid flames and climb over rubble, but the screams about a necromancer were urgent.
Not only that, but something impacted the earth that let out a hollow, loud echo across the area, and she felt unbelievably urgent to get to the bottom of the situation.
While knights couldn’t do anything to a necromancer directly, they could at least try to burn them or call in mages to do something. If she were forced to ride all through the night to seek help, she would do so in a heartbeat.
However, the closer the girl ran to all of the noise, the more she realized that there was perhaps truly something to be done directly because, over the tops of a few lower buildings, she saw the shiny skull of an ogre—something she had never witnessed before in her life.
It was the true result of a necromancer’s work, and whether or not the necromancer was still around seemed unlikely. She had read that much in the books Gunnar required them to read when they had indoor duties or time in the winter.