An aura of death spread all over the manor. Furthermore, the darkness that had descended earlier seemed to have further amplified this dreadful aura.
That was essentially the purpose of the Macabre Domain - to enhance spells that fell under the School of Necromancy and to spread an aura of terror so potent that it vanquished any will to fight back within the opponent.
One by one, from the dark miasma that had covered the ground, skeleton soldiers started emerging. Their eye sockets were hollow, except for the green orbs of lights that flickered inside.
Before Adam knew it, about a dozen skeleton soldiers had already appeared, standing between him and Olin Barrett.
"You don't have to go so far, do you?" Adam laughed nervously. "Let's talk it out like gentlemen, eh?"
"You think of yourself as a jester—" Olin's words were once again interrupted as the ground beneath him transmuted into spears, threatening to impale him once again.
