Her deadly breath rained down like a curse of death on the emperor's figure.
Due to the shockwave that spread around the castle the moment the magma serpent broke in, the man was thrown to the ground, still unaware of what was about to happen to him.
Instincts screamed at him, urging him to lift his gaze. The last thing he saw were flames that burned his body so perfectly that not even ash remained. He vanished from the face of the earth, never to be seen again.
The mighty necromancer, the emperor of the Graveborn empire, was gone—just like that.
'Zaroth!' the moment she made sure that she had put an end to the man, she spoke to Zaroth using their mental connection.
He was still locked in deadly battle with Ragnar, yet replied anyway.
'What?'
'The necromancer! He is dead!'
Zaroth's eyes widened momentarily. It was over? Just like that?
