Without hesitation, Mari fired a bolt of divine magic, its light screaming through the air like a falling star.
Kai didn't flinch. Instead, he reached into the cold tether of his shadow space, yanked forward a zombie shambler, and thrust it into the path of the incoming spell.
The bolt struck it dead center.
The shambler's ribs flared with light, and a moment later, it exploded into ash and scorched bone.
Vepice gasped.
Her hand covered her mouth. Her eyes, wide and glassy, darted between the remnants of the walking corpse and Kai's calm expression.
"You-you're using undead?" she whispered, taking a step back.
Kai's stomach twisted.
'I'm surprised enough to know you understand what undead are...'
But he didn't have time to explain. Not now. Not with a priestess trying to incinerate him.
He flicked his fingers and five skeleton knights erupted from his shadow like puppets thrown by invisible strings. They surrounded Vepice in a tight circle of bone and rusted steel.
