At one end of the Undead Battlefield, a shiny silver Magic Tower floated in the air, shimmering with magic light from time to time. This Magic Tower belonged to the ninth-level advanced Mage Dominic - the highest commander of the Association in the war. Directly below the Magic Tower, a tiny human stood there, looking bewildered.
Standing on the ground emitting a rotten smell, second-level human mage Harvey held a stack of supply lists in his hand, looking at a loss. "Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do? Why have I come to the Negative Energy Plane? And why am I involved in this terrifying war?"
Next to him, several Construct Golems stood quietly. Since this was the rear of the battlefield and there was no danger, the Mana Furnace in their chests was not operating, and they were all in a dormant state.
