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- After two or so, he waved his hand, and figures wavered into being.
- There were ten of them.
- Their presence was particular to undead and difficult for the living to abide. The transparent beings bore expressions of anguish.
- They were wraiths. Neia had learned in her monster lectures that they appeared as the same race as the viewer. But the way three shadowy figures were mixed together in one was something she hadn’t heard of.
- “High wraiths.”
- The grotesque forms followed behind the King of Darkness. The grass withered beneath their feet. Since it was winter, it was already brown, but the blades rapidly shriveled as their moisture left them.
- “Go and wait for my instructions.”
- With motions that seemed unbound by gravity, the undead floated into the air in perfect formation. In just a few seconds, they faded into the blue of the sky, and even Neia with her keen eyes couldn’t pick them out.
- ***
- Volume 12, Chapter 3.3
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