"They are coming," Lynch said softly.
Kuboert didn't know how his mage friend saw through the pervasive mist, but the feeling of nausea became more and more apparent. He tightly gripped Pate's Sun Sacred Emblem, letting the sharp edges prick his palm, focusing his will even more. Priest Kuboert widened his eyes, imagining the scene Lynch must be seeing.
It wasn't long before he no longer needed to imagine; the undead army had appeared in his line of sight. The skeleton army and ghouls seemed to emerge suddenly from the mist, silently and orderly parting the white smoke in front of them as they advanced into the Residual Star Swamp.
