The Silverlight Knights!

As Oliver stepped out of the tavern, he paused for a moment to silently mourn the loss of life—the dead and the refugees. The last time Professor Arcanus had warned that the Silver Circle Cult wasn’t confined to their little town alone, that the dark influence had spread, causing trouble in other villages and towns.

And, as feared, it seemed others had met the same grim fate.

The people in the other towns were not so fortunate. They didn’t have the luxury of people like Oliver and his companions standing up to thwart the cult’s schemes. Perhaps someone had risen to challenge them, but not all could stand against the necromancers’ dark powers.

Rumor had it that in some villages, casualties were horrifically high—up to thirty or even forty percent of the population. They had perished in the hands of evil spirits, becoming sacrificial offerings in the necromancers’ vile rituals.