Beware the almighty 'Seer' who wanders the Murim. He knows all and sees all. The seer can predict the future and his predictions have never before been wrong. Those who heed his advice may be given a second chance while for all the others who don't... impeding doom awaits. The seer's words are absolute. How might you recognize him you ask...? There have been rumors of this man clad in black whose eyes shine a clean crimson glare right through his hermit hat when provoked. He is also rumored to be carrying a Demonic Sword. And if the rumors are to be believed he is actually quite young. P.S.: Yes, I am aware that the title might have turned out a bit inaccurate. Forgive this junior.
The trio began their descent down the hill, their steps light and calculated to avoid drawing attention from the undead horde below.
Luan Xing led the way, his movements swift yet deliberate, followed closely by Ling Yue and Chen Tianlong. The night enveloped them, and the eerie glow from the glass globe atop the Lich's throne cast a sinister ambiance.
Just as they descended the hill after grappling with some stragglers and getting into some unexpected fights with the undead they entered the dense forest at the hill's base. The trip up to this point was almost effortless. Very few of the undead could detect them, and they were taken care of quickly and silently by Luan, who had by this point established himself as the authority figure and the leader of the group through his sound directions and plans.