Chapter 21: The Weak
Intense light that could blot out even the sun, shined several times. The dreadful, furious roars of the dragon echoed through the woods.
The light blew the mansion apart, the dark energy from the dragon poured out of the wreckage and infringed upon the world.
It was truly a battle of the legends that people would talk about in awe for ages to come.
I observed the situation from the woods behind the mansion, hidden atop a low-lying tree.
Necromancers are capable of sensing the location of the undead under their control.
Albeit not very precisely. The Lord might notice my absence if I got too far, so I could not put too much distance between us.
That is… until the Lord perishes.
The Lord had brought a gigantic black dragon into being.
I reckon those fangs acted as the catalyst. Its body was a personification of darkness itself and stripes that ran all over its body were reminiscent of veins.