Chapter 535: Fall like a necromancer
Aside from the sewing zombies, which, funnily enough, were mostly zombies of muscular bearded men, the room had two more doors, one on Sofia’s right and one straight ahead, while the wall on the left was obscured by a stockpile of messily piled up silk coils.
Sofia decided to simply keep going forward, walking awkwardly in between the sewing stations under the zombies’ empty stares. Entering another corridor, she closed the door behind her with a weary sigh.
“At this point it might be less stressful to just fight them… Hey, candle’s on this side this time,” she noticed, looking at the lit candle on a small stand right in front of her, while the other side of the corridor was only complete darkness.
Now that I’ve seen those guys sewing it makes me wonder…
Should’ve started with that… Sofia grabbed the candle, which instantly extinguished it, and she identified it.
[Candle]: Just a candle, there is nothing very special about it.
Really now? What is it that’s suppressing every other source of light, then? Some kind of large area passive magic?
I’m of half a mind to activate the Winter melody and kill myself a few times to see if the soul damage gets rid of whoever is doing this.
That’s dangerous for Cinthia and Everelle if they are in the effect area, though, so I’ll have to hold myself back… Anyway… I was wondering about the wax, care to tell me more about that? Sofia asked Mr. Scribe as she identified the candle again.