Shuuu—
Cold gusts of wind. Setting sun beyond the blurry horizon. Tombstones marking the graves everywhere. The smell of death in the air.
Such is the scenery around me.
Yes, the location where Quinn wanted to 'meet' me was not some cafe or restaurant but a graveyard.
Yes, I put 'meet' in quotation because I doubt we'll have a peaceful chat here.
I mean, I get that he's a necromancer and all, but this is too on the nose, not to mention dramatic.
For protection, I have my [Null Attribute Light Arrows] with me. Yes, the very same ones which I used in VR.
And I also have my armor. So I don't think I'll die instantly if he were to attack me right here.
Of course, the question is will he attack me?
Phweesh—!
Suddenly, cold chills ran down my spine. My throat dried up, and my heart raced as I felt my skin crawl.
I knew this feeling very well.
