Chapter 86: We, who are doomed to die.

Thor could feel the barrier around him. He could feel the five Boliari who were feeding it. It was going to be suicide, but the old dwarf couldn't afford any of these undead to reach the main army.

They were in Necromantic Union territory. The dead did not get a grave here. No, they were left to rot where they had fallen.

So, the Boliari could pick them up. Use them even after Death had taken everything away from them.

They circled each other. The king and the guild master.

Thor made a step to the back. Making it so, as if he was ready to run away.

The king lunged forward. A dagger which was deemed too cruel for use in his hands. A dagger not even the goblins which had made wanted anything to do with.

A legendary dagger met a legendary axe. It dug into the metal.

Thor smiled.

Well, he was doomed to die anyway.

Thor pushed against the Lich's mana augmented strength. He let the dagger dig even deeper into The Feather.