The sky was still gray, the silhouette of my castle towering in the middle of a ruined world slowly beginning to take shape again. The zombies were busy with their tasks some building additional guard towers, others cleaning the main road leading to the city center. I sat on my throne, observing them through the large window newly adorned with deep crimson crystal panes.
But the calm didn't last long.
From the edge of the hall, several figures emerged as if born from the shadows themselves. Their slender bodies were cloaked in black robes that seemed to blend with the darkness. They were Zombie Shadows, my stealth units and most agile scouts creatures capable of merging into shadows and moving almost without a sound.
I recognized them and I also knew the burden they carried.
