Each time a sword was pulled out from the necromancer's body some of his body parts would get torn apart. Cygnus did this without batting an eye and the necromancer did not make a sound. The two young mages who were watching from afar couldn't fully make out what was happening in there because of the dust that had been in the air.
"You really won't die, I've already dismantled your body and yet you can still look at me coldly," Cygnus crouched down again and looked at the man's eyes. "You are practically immortal now."
"Should I be glad then?" the necromancer answered. He really didn't care since he had already lost his concept of time.
The man was only continuing to live day by day while experimenting on his magic. He had been living for a very long time now and amassed several bodies that he could use as a weapon. That chimera was only one of them and even that dragon was only a part of his collection and yet he had no desire to bring out anything anymore.
