Ley watched his subordinates rise from the dead. What made him more shocked was that they weren't just walking corpses.
Even though they were lifeless, they still had enough intelligence to follow the command of the Skeletal Mage.
They were his subordinates. They were his friends. His heart sank as he watched them being used to this extent.
They wanted peace in the Spirit Realm, but even in death, they weren't allowed peace even in death. It was as if fate was making a cruel mockery of them.
"Stop this!" Ley roared, his voice filled with anguish. "Let them rest in peace!"
With a sword in hand, he flew towards the Skeletal Mage as if wanting to erase this evil from the face of the spirit realm.
"Kekeke."
The skeleton's laughter echoed through the ruined city, a chilling sound that sent a chill down Ley's spine but he did not stop.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the Necromancer, and struck at his body.