Clomp, Clomp, the sound of footsteps could be heard throughout the area. Not only could one hear the sound of multiple footsteps, and the clinking of armor, you could even feel the earth shake from this mighty march. This was the march of the undead, this was the march of death.
This mighty undead army had already passed three small villages and encountered one group of knights, none of which survived the encounter with the undead. Now the next stop was the town of Grenton.