212 Seventh Night

From the vantage point atop a hill in front of the catacombs, Alan watched in horror as tens of thousands of previously lifeless corpses began to stir and rise from the ground. The undead units, a ghastly assembly of zombies and skeletons, rapidly amassed and filled the hillside. The eerie sounds of shrinking growls and the unsettling clattering of bone against bone only added to the dread that hung heavy in the air.

What terrified Alan the most, however, was the ominous figure that emerged on the opposite hill. Its eyes gleamed with an unnatural brightness, revealing its true identity – the necromancer responsible for raising the undead, none other than the Lich King himself.