Before The Battle

The rune burned in the air, like a dark sun over the frozen courtyard before Laz waves his hand, causing it to replicated a dozen times, then a dozen more, then several dozen more times until there was one for every member gathered. Thousands of these runes flew out then, burning themselves onto the chests of everyone gathered together before it burned itself on to his right chest. The rune looked more like a design that a rune mark, of two wings separated by an intricate spear facing downwards. 

Even though it hurt, no one flinched, no one stopped looking forward at this man who many of them had only heard about, but had never seen. Several banners were raised into the air, upon which was marked with the same design. 

The Death Walkers were ready for battle.