"Lord Bard? We met again… albeit under the same circumstances."
Sylvester hugged the man, for the necromancer's reclusiveness was ineffective against his light. It even surprised the man, as his face appeared shocked but also happy from underneath the hood. "It's good to see you again, Bishop Lazark. How have you been, and what are you doin— Ah! You're the commander of this Crusader army?"
Bishop Lazark, the amazing necromancer who, despite being a dark wizard, was able to fight and survive a Bloodling twice. He was a man that Sylvester respected because even alone, the man had great might.
"I am… the commander… but in name only. What are you doing here, Lord Bard?" Lazark asked, sounding a bit depressed for some reason.
