Shots Fired

“You’re a necromancer?”

“Didn’t I just tell you to keep quiet?”

The necromancer began the fight by distributing his undead Direwolves within the battlefield. The terra golems recognized these as the enemies and began fighting back. Pummeling the Direwolves easily. Even with Asther’s undead being a lot faster and having sharp fangs and claws that are optimized for offense, this means nothing to the defensive capabilities of the terra golems.

Hence the fight is already one sided. In favor of the opposing monsters which didn’t have to bother defending because, the Direwolves doesn’t even seem to be dealing any sort of damage at all.

“Ha! Look at your sorry state!” Noir said. “You really are all talk.”

The ego weapon said this after getting a good look at the battle. Even with everything being this way, Asther isn’t doing anything to change the tides as well. That is why his weapon is ridiculing him and belittling him at that moment. Other than this, the necromancer isn’t even making a si