They fell to the ground writhing in agony before a smoky orb escaped from the bodies and flashed across the cemetery at blinding speed.
Craven made a sound of disgust as the two bodies quickly withered like the leaves on a dead tree and curled in on themselves. Another soft breeze blew past Craven and the shriveled forms began to crumble.
Night Hawk returned to Craven’s side as they continued to observe from their vantage point. Neither actually said it, but they found the demon hunters killing off the Spinnan for them very amusing.
Soft booms in the distance followed by the unmistakable hissing sound of something burning caught their attention. Craven and Night Hawk simultaneously stepped back from the edge of the roof when they saw the young necromancer and her male companion from ear
