The Undead King
Standing on the open black hard ground, they could see that the area was covered with familiars of all different shapes and sizes.
They had formed a semi circle roughly ten meters away from where the Boneclaw was sitting.
"This is crazy, they seem to be treating the Boneclaw like some sort of king." Nate noted, amazed and a little bit jealous of the treatment.
Their group were in the middle of thousands of familiars and they hadn't taken a step forward just like the rest of them, for fear they would be doing something out of place.
"I thought it was just a nickname, but it looks like it might be a deserved title instead." Silver mumbled to herself.
"What name is that?" Nate just had to ask.
"The Undead King."
Finally, it looked like something was happening, as one familiar stepped out amongst all the familiars and started to walk towards the Boneclaw.