The massive undead beast emerged silently from the darkness beside the group.
Even after seeing it countless times, the creature remained an intimidating sight.
It moved without making much noise despite its size. It didn't growl or barked.
It just took silent footsteps following alongside the riders.
The knights barely reacted anymore.
A few months ago, things would have been completely different.
Back when Darion had first become Baron and started summoning undead creatures openly, many of them had felt uncomfortable around him.
Necromancers did not exactly possess good reputations.
Most stories involving necromancers ended with villages burned down, corpses raised from graves and entire kingdoms regretting their life choices.
People weren't taught to trust necromancers. They were taught to fear them.
The knights of Percvale had been no different.
At first they had watched Darion carefully whenever he summoned something.
