Silas took a deep breath and finally rose from the ground, even though he was speaking to Fiona he kept looking at the trees.
As if he expected a zombie to emerge any second and come forth disturbing the peace.
"Still it's not just here in Encantadora but ever since that chaos orb was stolen and the shards flung to all corners of the realm, it has been madness ever since, stories about creatures we thought of as myths have suddenly making an appearance as for these undead, never in my lifetime have I battled anything as deadly as these evil before and yet I have a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach that things are only going to get worse from here on out."
"Sad to say but I'm inclined to agree with you," responded Fiona. "No one will look down on you should you decide to leave Tiamat's elites and head back to your hometown."
