Echoes of metal clashing with each other could be heard through all the cave.
The few bandits who were trying their best to survive the horde of hungry zombies and got a glimpse of the battle playing not far away from them became awed and terrified.
Of course, those who saw the cloaked figure and their boss fight were shortly after one step closer to being devoured by the zombies.
That though was one of many minor details.
But if one were to watch the two fightings and able to follow their fast movements, it would have seen that the cloaked figure who was Danzel had the advantage.
Once every clash Danzel would either take a step back to avoid the brute in front of him or block with his shield while managing to scratch the man's muscles with his sword.
Although they were just scratches that didn´t even were deeper than two centimeters deep. The mana running through his blade was no normal mana.
Instead, it made undead what they are.
