The plan was going the way it was planted. The strategy was risky, it would only work if your enemy was careless and failed to identify the weaknesses in his defense. Beheading tactic. It may sound silly, but it can work; an example was the attack on Pearl Harbor. The navy that was at that time anchored in Pearl Harbor was impressive, but due to their numbers and power, they never imagined the possibility of a frontal attack. Taking advantage of this overflowing confidence, the Japanese Imperial Navy employed the tactic of decapitation to dismantle any type of counter offensive that the United States government might devise. In this case, I would use I do similar but in a more focused way. When leaving the building, they had to identify who their leader was, according to Keil they looked like knights due to their skills. 

This was the first breath that both Zark and his companions had had since the trip began. For anyone with common sense and a hint of intelligence, it was clear that the undead would attack the town and therefore some kind of plan needed to be organized and prepared. The mine and the two farms were just the beginning At the meeting were Gregar Brioche as the village chief, Giller Prapin as the village merchant, Eletha Roux as the representative of the other villagers, Andres and Gottlied Lauterbarch as the only villagers with battle experience (apart from the old general Reinwald Lutter , who was not invited to the meeting), Gunther as the Wern family representative and finally Zark along with Keil. Nyos was watching the surroundings, alert in case of an attack; on the other hand Ingrid was resting, it seemed that tiredness and fatigue had caught up with her. "We know there are mo

Francis ordered the Wight Knights to stay alert, telling them to keep some distance around him to protect him. Francis carefully watched his opponents in front of him, but then the Priest stepped forward. "Hello. My name is Zark Ar Zathot. It would be a great honor for me if you could just call me Zark. " Although it was somewhat distant, and even with the wind blowing, the voice was quite clear. Francis didn't answer, so the man named Zark continued. “The good people who accompany me are called Keil and Nyos. I want to talk to you for a few moments, could you please give me a little of your time? " Searching his mind for the name of Zark Ar Zathot, he could not find anything, since the name did not correspond to the name of the Cardinal of Light, it could be possible that it is a false name. It seemed that it would be better to know what the man meant,

"I am Charl Richter" were the words of the Wight King after having crushed the head of the Necromancer."It's a pleasure, I'm Zark Ar Zathot ..." Zark himself started, then he continued with his companions "They are Keil, Nyos and Ingrid"The Wight King introduced as Charl nodded, then walked over to Ingrid; once he was close enough to her, Charl fell on one of her knees, under her head and pronounced "Thank you, you have freed me and for that I am grateful"With a warm smile, Ingrid nodded "It is not necessary to thank, I just gave you back control over your body""I'm still grateful, but ..." after a few moments, Charl continued "Why?""Because you have a conscience" the question was not answered by Ingrid, as it was answered by Zark."But I am an Undead""That doesn't matter, my own father is more or less the Undead" declared Ingrid in a confident voice.Confused, Charl stared in Zark's direction; on the other hand, Zark brought his left hand to his face, partially covering his lef

On the table, reflecting the sunlight, a pile of shiny and beautiful golden coins lay.There were about a hundred gold coins; Gregar had never seen with his own eyes so much wealth accumulated in one place.So close, but at the same time so far.Before today, it had been years since he last touched a gold coin; now, before him, was a small pile of these.The reflections of the solar rays coming from the coins was a synonym for requisition, a requisition impossible for him to obtain.Gregar's hand trembled as he slowly approached the gold coins.He knew that the mysterious person named Zark was staring at him, but that didn't matter to him.After picking up a coin, he stroked it gently, as if he was trying to verify that it was real.Obviously the coin was real, each and every one was equally thick and the engraving on both sides was perfect and identical, impossible to differentiate one from the other.Looking up from the coin, he saw Zark's eyes directly, though he didn't say anythin