How does my transformed hand taste to you?
Pulling my hand out of the monster's mouth, I slashed its muzzle with my claws.
And while my gaze was looking for an eye to tear out the monster in front of me, but at the edge of my vision, two wolves were almost desperately trying to spin the skeleton.
- "Bullet of Darkness"
The most grinning one got a spell right in the face, and I ran into the second one. My black hand clung to his neck, and the non-transformed one drove the knife straight between the eyes of the opponent.
Looking back, I saw how the wolf, captured in the shadow hands, had almost died from constant poisoning with poison.
And grabbing the next one, I subjected him to the same tactics.
Nine out of ten necromancers approved of this method of attack.
And I killed the tenth!
My perception almost kept up with the next wolf, but he managed to grab my hand holding the knife. His muzzle, wounded by black claws just a couple of seconds ago, grinned furiously and held my hand tightly, as if reveling in the taste of blood.
Except that the claws of my transformed hand almost immediately enter his eye sockets like a knife into melted butter.
That's s*****, it hurts. What the ***.
Considering that my arm was protected by a mantle with a leather shield under it, my flesh was covered with deep wounds from sharp teeth.
- "Treatment".
And shortly after that, a squelching sound was heard from the side, voicing the victory of the skeleton over the monster.
Phew…
It looked like the assistant had been beaten up pretty well too, bite marks were visible on his legs and on the sleeves of his armor.
- "Necro-regeneration"
We are safe, which means it's time to phlegmatically dump the corpses in one pile.
I'll probably have to register with the adventurers guild to sell that much material.
But, my magic bag obviously won't fit that much, well, if you count with the carcasses already there…
In the end, I came up with a strange, but rather effective way. After putting the corpses and weapons of my partner in a bag, I simply tied the last couple of corpses together, forming a kind of "vest".
- "Cancel the draft."
I'm cunning.
First I went to wash the dirt and blood, and then to the guild.
The same girl was sitting there. Rejoice, you have a regular customer!
It looks like she recognized me too, that's nice. That's why I went to her.
- I want to ask if it is possible to use the guild card while not in the registration city?