Battle of the warlocks

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Marzenon had never felt such humiliation except when he had to swear allegiance to Overlord Zeroth. Even in his wildest dreams, he had never imagined a human turned Necromancer could outwit him. But he was too proud of his powers to surrender in front of an adept warlock like Jake! For him, the warlocks at Drakenmoor became a secondary concern. “So, are you ready to lay down your arms and bow to our Queen?” asked Jake with an unshakeable air of confidence. “You have no idea who you are dealing with, young Necromancer. I am the most powerful warlock in existence. If I want I can end your life in a flash but I want you to watch the ruin you’ve brought upon yourself and your people. Before the day is over, the battlefield will be strewn with corpses—” “Yes, the corpses of your warlock brot

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