"...Master's command... cannot be disrupted... protect the Soul Summoning Bell..."
The Corpse Witch, seated on the skeletal warhorse, lifted its blood-red eyeless gaze to the Griffin soaring in the sky.
Beside the Forest Hill, the Kantadar armored warriors, silent and aligned like statues, began moving their dry, stiff bodies beneath the armor, raising the weapons they held. Beneath the helmets with human-faced beards came the wails of wandering souls.
The Corpse Ghost Wizard's incomplete jaw opened, a low chant accompanying the sway of the bone staff, while the sound of the soul-summoning chariot's bell grew even louder.
— Bong! —
The inaudible spirit-summoning sound echoed in all directions, the magic-infused ghostly bell's tone directly touching the soul.
The whistling magic sound swept over the Griffin's body, and the Death Claw, soaring with flapping wings, suddenly let out a wail, its massive consciousness pausing momentarily.
