"Dammit, we have to run away, these two are seriously injured, without getting proper treatment quickly, they will die!" One of the healers shouted as he poured his mana into the bodies of two Silver Knights who were lying on the ground.
Blood had drenched the ground and hundreds of bones could be seen around them. The Necromancer had stopped reviving the low-leveled undead a couple of minutes ago, and with the appearance of his named creature, there was no need for the weaklings to be revived.
The death riders clashed fiercely against the Silver Knights, as well as against Londar and the other Golden Knight, and all of them were barely holding on. Their bodies were injured, blood was flowing down on the ground, and nobody knew how much longer they could hold on.
Drakor fared no better as the named monster he was fighting was not alone. The archers had decided to help out the named undead, which put Drakor in an incredibly disadvantageous position.
