Jareth's curiosity was piqued as he sought to gather more information about Skalain's current state and power. He leaned forward, his eyes fixed on Ezekiel, as he posed his questions.
"How powerful was Skalain?" Jareth asked, his voice filled with genuine curiosity. "And how many skeletons did you encounter?"
Ezekiel took a moment to gather his thoughts, recalling the awe-inspiring presence of Skalain and his formidable skeletal army. He spoke with a mixture of admiration and caution in his voice.
"Skalain possesses a great deal of power," Ezekiel began, his voice tinged with awe. "His mastery over necromancy is formidable. He commanded an army of at least fifty skeletons, all of them strong and obedient. It was a sight to behold."
"But the skeletons around them, which were also able to speak, were much more powerful."
Jareth's eyes widened slightly, his interest piqued by the mention of such a substantial force.
"Those skeletons they are talking about must come from his natural magical power instead of being created from bones."
"Because they have pure magic, power, and intelligence behind them at another level compared to other skeletons created using materials."
He had known Skalain to be proficient in the dark arts, but the scale of his skeletal army was truly impressive.
"And what of Skalain himself?" Jareth inquired further. "How did he carry himself? Did he exhibit any signs of newfound strength or abilities?"
Ezekiel took a moment to reflect on his observations, carefully choosing his words to convey his insights. "Skalain exuded a sense of confidence and command. His presence was undeniably strong, and his control over his skeletons was precise."
Ezekiel then added
"I am not sure I have any more knowledge; I think I don't have enough experience and knowledge to understand his power directly."
Jareth nodded, his expression thoughtful. He had expected Skalain to have grown in power and skill during the past month, but the absence of any significant new abilities intrigued him. It hinted at Skalain's focus on perfecting his existing arsenal rather than seeking out entirely new avenues of magic.
"Thank you for sharing your observations, Ezekiel," Jareth said, a hint of admiration lacing his voice. "Skalain's development is an intriguing aspect to monitor. It seems that he is steadily refining his expertise in necromancy, consolidating his strengths rather than venturing into uncharted territories."
Ezekiel nodded, appreciating the opportunity to contribute to the knowledge pool surrounding Skalain. The discussion had shed light on the growth and progression of a powerful mage within their realm.
As Jareth absorbed the information, his mind began to weave new threads of possibility. Skalain's journey held the potential to shape the dynamics between various magical organizations and influence the delicate balance of power.
With their conversation coming to a close, Jareth thanked Ezekiel for his insights and urged him to remain vigilant in his interactions with Skalain. It was clear that Skalain was a force to be reckoned with.
Having a good relationship with him is valuable. History always repeats itself; if only in the past, dark mages had a good relationship with Krimnok."
As Ezekiel left Jareth's presence, he couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of awe and intrigue surrounding Skalain's enigmatic nature. The knowledge that Skalain had honed his powers and amassed an army of loyal skeletons only deepened the mystery that surrounded him.
Ezekiel's encounter with Skalain provided a glimpse into a world of magic that extended far beyond their initial understanding. The ever-evolving landscape of power and abilities within their realm continued to fascinate and inspire them, pushing them to further explore the depths of their own magical potential.