Chapitre 204: Stone Coffin

"Which direction did it take?" asked someone, the five scouts retreating from the ever-expanding rot abomination, none of them had noticed the slippery undead that went right past them.

"It went in a straight line" responded Échalas, the dark figure he had spotted having disappeared into the darkness further away, it went without saying that the interior of the sunken monument was suffused with nothing but darkness, the undead required no light to see, pure darkness was their preferred environment, where they could also make full use of their special sixth sense, darkness awareness.

The death hunters of course carried sources of light, lanterns and torches created with special means, both items carried by them having been sourced from now gone special castes of knights that proudly carried such tools.