And then there was his monstrous vitality.
No ordinary necromancer carried a body capable of shrugging off environments built specifically to punish undead-aligned beings. In truth, Michael had already stood several levels above his class long before Death's Heir had ever entered the picture.
This meadow, beautiful and lethal as it was meant to be, simply wasn't enough.
Michael raised one hand and summoned his undead.
Beginning appeared beside him as one undead after another materialized around him.
Within seconds, a thousand undead had spread across the golden meadow.
Almost immediately after Beginning's arrival, Michael had noticed a difference. The effect of Sunreach Meadow was far more obvious on them than it had been on him. Thin wisps of energy constantly leaked from several undead before being burned away by the sunlight.
Michael narrowed his eyes. This was, after all, his first time fighting in an environment this disadvantageous.
