Three days passed with the two sides just glaring at each other like this.
It didn't seem like the lich was planning to do anything and as long as it remained inactive, that was actually a good thing for us.
The longer that it stayed like this, the more time that I would have to do what I was planning to do.
Other than eating and sleeping, I spent most of my time with the Orb of the Dead in my hand.
There was no doubt that all of this dark energy being channeled by me wasn't doing my body any good, but it wasn't as if I could stop now. This would be an important thing for our fight against the lich later, so it wasn't as if I could stop.
On the fourth day, that was when there was finally movement that came from the undead horde.
The undead horde that had remained still during these past few days finally started to move.
When they started to move, they didn't hold back at all.
