The demons tried to crawl their way up the hoisted earthen beams where Kael and Selka hung suspended like trophies.
But Dominion didn't want such fine specimens wasted as food for mindless creatures. He took one look at the barely conscious women, then swept his gaze across the battlefield searching for more appropriate prey.
He could see Cassandra, but Izar needed her body intact for the dragon essence. His eyes found a better target: the group of fodder near the wrecked wagons. A silver-haired girl. Duchess's right hand woman. Another dark-haired woman sitting in a pool of blood near a corpse.
His smile deepened, becoming almost more grotesque than the demons themselves.
He used his divine gift necromancy to guide the mad creatures toward the helpless group.
Though Dominion called them demons, the more accurate term would be zombies. The walking dead.
