"Sir Barton, I think you misunderstood, it's definitely a misunderstanding…" Weiss walked out of the group, "We didn't break in here on purpose, and we will definitely not disturb His Highness Baiers' eternal rest…"
If he could, Weiss would rather be besieged by an army of Skeleton Warriors than face a single Lich.
No one knew how frightening a Lich was more than him.
Back then, he was only a newly advanced Archmage. During a campaign in the Dark Azure Plane, he met a Lich. It was very hard for an undead to be formed in the Dark Azure Plane, yet he encountered a powerful Lich.
The Lich's accurate casting, mana control and cooldown calculation all remained fresh in Weiss' mind. Moreover, that was only a several hundred years old Lich, it couldn't compare to Barton who had existed for several millenniums.
Even at his peak, he could only flee in defeat when faced by such a frightening existence.
