[Anton's P.O.V]
It was completely different from what we had seen earlier; this time, the interior was unexpectedly spacious. If it had looked like this earlier, we wouldn't have been forced into a dilemma by a single undead.
"It's so unpredictable in here. What is the true appearance?" I wondered aloud.
Everything was false, so what was the real thing? The undead here were considered citizens, but undead should not be under their control.
"All these illusions and manipulations of the undead are extremely mentally draining. The necromancer behind this is risking his life," Karina said, her face stern. "Since he pays with his life, why does he still do it?" I couldn't help but be puzzled. Walking inside, we didn't even need to turn on lights; candles flickered on both sides of the road, providing enough visibility.
