Honte shrugged his shoulders.

�I don�t have to control the dead like that hideous girl there. I can use magic and can just kill instead of just using the dead.�

His shoulders shook as he laughed. Then he continued to speak.

�I�ll get rid of the Dragon, the necromancer, and you. I�ll get rid of all of you.�

The wind was blowing.

Cale could feel the wind that was slowly gathering in the air.

A great force was gathering towards Honte.

Boom. Boom. Boom.

His heart was beating harder and harder.

�Mary, Raon.�

Cale called out to them. He also motioned to Clopeh to have the white skeleton birds withdraw before continuing to speak to Raon and Mary.

�Hurry.�

They needed to kill Honte before the spell was completed.

However, Cale realized his party�s will the moment he spoke.

The black skeleton bird began to move, but it wasn�t because of Cale.

�That�s right. I handle bones the best.�

Mary was making it move.

She continued to enlarge a black arrow as she controlled the black skeleton bird at the same time. Then she threw out a remark.

�My teacher once told me this.�

�What? Your teacher?�

Cale asked and flinched. A puzzle arose in his mind.

The last necromancer before Mary was a person who was known to have made the desert of the Caro Kingdom into the Land of Death before disappearing from the world.

Mary was someone who was born again as a necromancer in the Land of Death.

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