Arthur's words landed with deafening silence over the three necromancers. From their faces alone, Arthur could tell they didn't expect him to say that.
It was expected. After all they must have met a lot who wanted their power but feared their curse. However Arthur was different.
He didn't fear anything or anyone. He wanted to simply get stronger troops on his side, so he could eventually win this grand war.
"So…" one of the necromancers finally said after a long pause, "you don't fear our curse?"
"That's what I just said," Arthur nodded and didn't show any sign of his dissatisfaction of repeating his words. After all it seemed this was the first time these necromancers heard such a proposal in such a way.
"I have to admit…" Another one said, "This is the first time ever in our race history to hear such words. Not since the ancient era of the long lost originals."
