After a few days, at the Vashara village.
The guards on top of the wall of the village had terrified looks on their faces as they turned around to look at the white wooden mask of a girl.
"Priestess...what shall we do. He is..." The guard said while pointing in the opposite direction of the village.
There, where he was pointing was what looked like a massive army of undead marching towards their way.
Wearing bone armor and in their hollow eyes, bright dark green flames burning. They walked in their direction.
And leading them was none other than Danzel with his 5 Anabast, Talon, Baron, Sylas, Rayone, and Leyone.
Though the people of Vashara, have given that existence the name of...
"Harsch Death and his Lording Shadows are coming back...also, those cursed warriors-! The amount is-! Priestess! What should we do!?" One guard who was clearly younger than the other guards yelled in panic.
