บท 1382: The Seats

Lady Purto didn't dawdle and promptly followed the instructions given to her. She stepped up to the stone column and extended her right hand forward.

A pulse of cold chaotic energy ran up her arm and upon finding the 'mark' it was amplified a hundred times over before shooting back out into the column and being distributed into the earth.

She felt the connection being made but before she could say anything the ground behind her cracked open and a corpse crawled out. Her eyes widened but she did not make a move since none of the others were surprised by this development.

This corpse was sporting a luxury gown that had some familiarity with her. With narrowed eyes, she looked the corpse up and down before letting out a shocked gasp.

"S-Sister?! Is that you?!" she exclaimed while turning around but Baba Jezda stopped her.

"Stay focused! Your sister was killed in the battle 400 years ago, this is just an empty shell."