63 Death Mage!

The hierarchy among the twelve heroic spirits was not merely a matter of formality but a clear indicator of their individual power and standing. Kate's position was unassailable, his commands absolute.

He spoke again, "The general's commands are clear, and it falls to you to disseminate them to the others."

"Yes... Understood..."

"Command all under our dominion to seek out the undead, one who rides a deceased moose as its steed, wields a cursed spear, and dons armor crafted from bones..."

After delivering his orders with icy precision, Kate issued a final chilling decree, "Failure to present its head and soul within three months will consign them all to the agonies of purgatory!"

The skeletal mage, clasped his chest and bowed deeply, signifying his acceptance of the grim task, "Yes... I shall heed your command..."