The general and his subordinates looked out over the battlefield as the humans, demons, beasts, and demonic beasts died in droves and dropped like flies. Since it was war, the sight wasn't unexpected or shocking. But their opponent was the Tribe of Death. People and beasts dying would only serve to strengthen their enemies.
However, the looks on the general and his subordinates weren't ones of worry. They were just grave.
The Tribe of Death weren't using their magic to control the corpses of the fallen. Granted, a lot of the corpses were mangled and destroyed beyond what their magic could restore. But many corpses were also more than intact enough for the Tribe of Death to use as weapons against the Alliance of Kingdoms and their allies.
Unfortunately, it wasn't a good thing.
