Lord Withered Bones stepped through the Space Gate and appeared just outside Green City in the blink of an eye.
Beneath his cloak, those deep blue eyes took a lingering look at the city behind him, sprawled like a gigantic beast.
"Viscount Bernard, truly impressive, who would have thought you'd dare target an Extraordinary Existence."
"How surprising."
"Gah gah gah, I hope you can escape the pursuit of the Transcendent."
Lord Withered Bones's tone did not betray an ounce of frustration at being used as a pawn; instead, it was laced with barely concealed schadenfreude.
When he sensed Viscount Bernard's presence in the City Lord's Manor, he understood the reason behind it all. Being an Undead Life that had lived for countless years, he had seen through such conspiracies and schemes long ago.
