Seventeen Kites

【Necromancer】, Originating from ancient Europe, these mysterious wizards were often male, knowing how to summon and enslave the souls of the deceased to create undead creatures. 
Usually, those who practiced this craft had frail bodies, pale complexions, and twisted psyches, shunning and distrusting others. 
Some, who mastered the art, could even trade their flesh for an immortal Lich's life.
But can someone tell me how to practice the art of necromancy in the 21st century?
 In a law-abiding society, I can't even get a skeleton!
Misumi Mikoto: Doctor Chen, come quickly and help me examine this body; I can't find the cause of death!
Jounouchi Hiromi: Doctor Chen, come check on this patient first; what exactly is wrong with him?

21st Century Necromancer

The clash of blades was merely a preliminary probe. Riding on the aid of her mount, Jounouchi Hiromi had a slight upper hand, but it did nothing to perturb the crimson Valkyrie. If anything, the cuts on her cheek and the blood flowing only served to fully ignite the excitement within this deity from the Celtic Pantheon, the Goddess of War.


Hatred and anger blazed in her soul, but the once-Goddess of War, who had long since fallen from her Divine Position, had not forgotten the instincts of war. The angrier she grew, the more composed she became.


Behind her, the flock of ravens beat their wings, letting out raucous cries, casting a shadow like a dark cloud over the Valkyrie, her retainers, and her legion.


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