342 342. Sylvester & The Legend Of His Rotten Luck

"Undeads? What kind of undead?" Sylvester asked and nearly cursed himself for not bringing Bishop Lazark along. 

"All sorts of the undead. Skeletons, zombies, humanoids, and animals. There are also some creatures of darkness in the ranks. They swarm the entire northern coast beyond the mountain range. I tried to take back the lands once, but they kept spawning more and more. Eventually, they return to their previous numbers when I stop to rest." Chief Koruk revealed, appearing in mental anguish as he clenched his fist. 

"When did this start?" Sylvester questioned.