March of the undead

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“Don’t let him finish his summoning! Archers, kill the Necromancer!” cried the Prince. The elite archers took aim and unleashed a rain of arrows at Jake and his allies. Jake held out his left palm and shouted, “Bone Wall.” Immediately, a wall of bones rose from the ground and blocked all the arrows. The Staff of Chaos vibrated in his hand as it drew power from his ring. Prince Varius felt a cold chill run along his spine as he looked towards the sky which looked more menacing with every passing moment. The bright hues of heaven were replaced by a dark red glow. It was as if some cruel artist had smeared the eternal canvas with blood. The bright midday sun watched like a silent spectator as black clouds materialized out of thin air and enveloped the sky in a blanket of darkness. Jake’s su

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