Drakina and Ophelia set out towards the forest adjacent to the Death Land. The purpose of their journey was clear – to gather more forces for their growing army.
The Death Land, with its abundance of skeletons, wasn't suitable for their needs this time. Drakina required more than just skeletons for her army, and Ophelia, with her particular preferences, sought more specific recruits.
As they walked, the contrast between the two was evident. Ophelia moved with a confident stride, her eyes scanning the surroundings for potential recruits.
Her expression was focused, a slight smirk on her lips indicating her excitement for the task ahead. Drakina followed quietly, her movements graceful yet precise, her face expressionless but her eyes alert.
Ophelia glanced at Drakina, breaking the silence. "We need to find beings that can match your strength," she said, her voice calm but authoritative. "Skeletons won't do for someone of your caliber."
