Chapter 15.3. Hordes of undead.
The king rose with grating screech of steel on stone, hunched form radiating malevolence palpable, as heat rising from forge flames. He spread arms wide in twisted parody of embrace – welcoming guests to his domain.
Lilith stared back unflinching, her eyes blazing in defiance even as icy tendrils of dread wormed way down spine! A battle of wills commenced – two forces clashed; masterful mage and warrior against malevolent monarch, vying to control fate in sealed room.
King laughed, but then he screeched in pain.
– Holy Light! – Lilith’s word’s casted echo across the throne room. Bright light illuminating every corner of the room.
Smoke curled from skeletal frame, the stench of charred bone filling throne room. The monster flailed arms wildly, talons raking air like a beast gone mad! Azael surged forward to engage, his blade flashing, as he unleashed divine fury upon undead menace. Sharr darted serpentine at king’s
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