The Necromancer's Powers
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"Amazing, they took down the wyvern…" Chris said, as he quickly realized that annoying and trying to force Blake to take matters into his own hands was a bit too much. "Sorry about that… I guess I didn't had much hope…"
"Hm, maybe you should begin to trust me more, Chris." Blake said. "It has been years now, but you're always overly wary of me, and sometimes you don't trust me either."
"Ah…" Chris looked into the distance, seeing many Undead trying to get through the barrier but hitting its walls imbued with holy light and beginning to burn and turn into ashes. "Sorry, I… I guess I am like that."
Chris trust issues were a thing Blake had noticed for a while now. He began to think that the youngling might still have some sort of resentment against him of some sort, which ended being channeled into this doubt. Although this wasn't the time for this, he didn't wanted his friend to doubt at the last second and end up costing his life.
"Why?" Blake asked.