"That damned undead!"
*Swoush!
One of the Great Mages said while flying in the air, in an attempt to lose his pursuer.
Glancing to his right, they were 3 undead following him and actually keeping up with his speed. In fact, they were slowly but surely closing in on the Great Mage.
"Take that! [Dual Magic Missiles]" Aiming his palm towards the undead, a blue magic circle appeared which released multiple balls of mana right towards the undead.
One by one coming out of the magic circle, the 12 balls of mana chased their target.
The undead who saw that, moved left and right but upon such a barrage of attacks, one unfortunate undead was hit, and once hit by 1, all the more followed.
His undead companions though didn´t show a shred of emotion upon his death.
Seeing that, the Great Mage cursed internally.
`Those heartless monsters! I will get you with the next one!´
