Bab 317: Fear The Night : Deceit, Deception, Trickery, Return To The Roots

The bright explosion of mana sent one piece of shrapnel right into the undead's skull, and against his body, right as this happened, the spells of every single spell caster present hit true upon his back, throwing him forward, right into the way of Milo, who was already back to his feet, concentrating his energy onto his fist, he pinned Loimos with a powerful strike, the rot weaved into armour did not yield, barely bending inward under the strength of the blow, golden mana tried to seep into the undead, but was quickly pushed away, the very mana seemingly afraid of being in contact with the undead.