The forest clearing transformed into a surreal scene as seventy mid-quality corpses were enveloped in cocoon-like structures. Ophelia and Drakina stood silently, observing the process. The cocoons pulsated with a subtle energy, hinting at the transformation taking place within.
After some time, the cocoons began to crack and break open, revealing the newly formed wolf zombies. They emerged one by one, their movements initially slow but gaining purpose as they adjusted to their new existence.
Ophelia turned towards Drakina, a slight smirk on her face that conveyed both satisfaction and a hint of arrogance. "This is how it's done," she explained, her voice calm and matter-of-fact. She gestured towards the new recruits, a proud display of their growing army.
Drakina, her face expressionless as ever, nodded in understanding. Her eyes, however, followed each new soldier with a keen interest, silently absorbing the summoning process.