"No...impossible..." Bruto fell to his knees, looking as if he had been hit with a heavy blow, "Big Brother...how could Big Brother lose...he never has..."
"We have to leave now." Soveris repeated once more, "If we wait any longer, it will be too late."
As if to confirm the elf's warning, the undead creatures around them started moving again. They were initially sluggish, swaying like a group of drunkards, easily taken down by the raven warriors, but it was clear that the power controlling their bodies was rapidly recovering. Moreover, they were in an open field, without the cover of city walls, facing enemies nearly a hundred times their number. Even without a lich present, they had no chance of winning.
With every second that passed, the situation grew more dangerous.
