At that moment, a surge of soul energy shot out from John's body, merging into the skeleton.
It was the Undead Lord.
Crack, crack...
The unsettling sound of bones clashing reverberated through the hall as the skeleton slowly sat up.
"Godslayer, it's alive!" Malina, startled, quickly hid behind John.
"Und... Undead Lord!?" The banshee's face was filled with terror as she recognized the resurrected skeleton. She could feel a familiar and frightening aura emanating from it.
Thud!
She immediately fell to her knees, trembling as she pleaded, "Lord Monarch, I was deceived by them! Please, spare my life..."
"Idiot!" the lead Orc cursed. "This guy's just been resurrected; his strength hasn't fully returned. Attack together!"
The four Orcs roared as they charged at the newly resurrected Undead Lord.
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