(Ester POV)
Another unsettling feeling sunk in as more undead rose from the murky water. I glanced at my party members and saw that they were sweating profusely, and it wasn't just from the humid swamp, but it was the same unsettling feeling that made me back up slightly.
The First Horseman of the Apocalypse… Plague.
It was clear from his warped personality that he was a horseman, but being able to identify that he was Plague wasn't that hard as well.
In the stories, he was said to be a monster that had been zombified and gained a human form… but the man in front of me shows nothing close to being zombified. He was handsome and had clear hair and skin… but just like every other horseman, his personality is warped.
Another similarity between the man in front of me and the plague horseman in the stories is the zombified horse he sits on. He sits on it almost as if he's a noble… just like those damn nobles in our kingdom.
