It was not only Riven who was staring at the dozens of undead servants marching toward them.
The few remaining members of his team were trembling as they stared at the approaching figures.
"C-Captain..." a young man called out with a trembling voice.
"Hold your ground!" Riven roared.
He slammed his massive shield into the enormous maw of a Bone Crushing Wyrm that had lunged toward him.
Bang!
The impact echoed across the blood soaked street.
"I think they are allies. Do not do anything reckless. Keep fighting!" he commanded, even though his own heart was pounding violently against his chest.
He had already heard about the Grim Reaper from Guild Master Solenne.
At the time, he had only listened out of courtesy.
Now, he could only hope these undead creatures truly belonged to that mysterious figure.
Otherwise, they were all doomed.
Bang! Bang!
The fierce battle continued.
Steel clashed against claws.
Blood splattered across broken stones.
