Orion raised a hand, and the roaring and hissing of the undead armies fell silent.
"The plaza is overflowing," he announced, his voice cutting through the sudden quiet. "The war begins now."
It was a command, and the signal for the entire army to advance.
Clymene nodded, then turned and leaped onto the back of a swooping Blight Wyrm. She let out a bone-rattling roar that echoed to the heavens, and the legions on the plaza began to march in disciplined order out of the camp.
Only then did Orion turn back to Tangere.
"Our objective is the Black Tower. Take your Plague-thralls and join the vanguard. I believe that after this battle, you will have absorbed enough plague essence to reach the peak of the Legendary level."
"Done," Tangere replied without a moment's hesitation. With a two-million-strong undead army at his back, he felt confident enough to take on the whole world, let alone a single tower.
