Seeing the undead in dark armour dashing across the plains at incredible speeds, Kasper York's expression grew increasingly grim.
He was now in a very dire situation. Dealing with one Mana Vortex Magus was already challenging enough, and now… yet another had joined the fray.
Who knew how many more might be lurking nearby?
In the next instant, a ruthless gleam flashed in Kasper's eyes.
Without turning around, he screamed, "You three, scatter! I will hold these two off! Do not look back... no matter what!"
In the next instant, he rapidly began weaving hand seals to attack the charging undead.
But before he could even finish his action, the dome of bones in front of him suddenly rumbled. And then…
It exploded into a surging tide of razor-sharp bones aimed straight at him!
