A necromancer
A man in Necromancer attire was surrounded by cultists attired with red robes. He was greatly infuriated as he was yelled at by them.
"You will all pay for what you've done to my students!" he bellowed.
He dashed towards them and then used his one-handed scythe at them. [Reaping slash] was used and then [Ground bone spike]. Slashing the front and then skewering the back. All were executed so fast that they all died without having to take the next breath at all.
[Summon skeleton militia]
The skeletons arose from the ground and were numbered 10. They all have board shields and one-handed weapons with them.
[Summon Skeleton Warrior]
An elite Skeleton summoning was summoned and then it appeared from the ground. Has a great sword that it wields.
[Bone armor]
The Necromancer then was covered with bones from the top to bottom. Also having a skull bone as a helm and bracers of bones. An armor of bones from his chest towards his hips till his legs and feet.
It was then, that the boss appeared. Quite had the energy to chuckle at his opponent.
"You have quite the courage to show your face here eh? You've seen your students? They were enjoying their time on that wooden cross! You will soon join them too! Hahaha!" he bellowed laughing.
It was then, that the Necromancer leaped at him. [Ground bone spike] was used and the cult leader side-stepped from the ground. [Reaping slash] was then used towards him and he evaded the slash. Making the Necromancer click his tongue in the process.
"Lads! Kill him!" the cultist leader announced.
It was then, that all cultists numbered more than twenty soon attacked him. They fired dark missiles at him and he was left fending them off. The Skeleton warrior soon attacked them and in just a flicker, they were all slashed vehemently. Five were already dead or cut in half in a matter of seconds.
The Skeleton was stronger than Troan has expected. It was already on a master level at that. Soon, skeleton militias then attacked and they were killing nonstop. The Skeleton warrior then aimed for the boss. Making him smirk at it.
It was then, that a spell was made and it was stepped on by the Skeleton Warrior. A trap was then exploded and the Skeleton Warrior was decimated.
"No!" the Necromancer shouted.
The Skeleton militias then were attacked with dark missiles and their shields were battered nonstop. The tides of the battle were then changed immediately and it was not looking good. Roan felt alerted as his summons have low health or low endurance stat. Making them a paper against the onslaught of missiles. Dark missiles were also high-level necromancer skills and were very damaging. It was a basic attack skill that made it a very terrifying skill. Making Troan also click his tongue in the process.
The Skeleton militias were shielding their summoner from the attacks while taking their advance. They soon were all obliterated one by one.
By the looks of it, Roan dashed towards the fray and then attacked the cultists. While they were distracted by attacking the Necromancer. Slightly grinning in mock at their opponent, he sneaked in and pivoted. Slashing as many as he can that went splashing their blood. Slashing several ones of them on the necks. As well as decapitating some while on the way.
Swish! Swish! Swoosh!
They soon were in disarray, bleeding in the process. Roan then finished them off with hacking and butchering. Making them halt their attacks on the Necromancer instead.
"Who? Who are you?" asked their leader.
"I am but just a passerby and an observer, a stranger to you to be exact," Roan said then flicked his sword.
"I will not forget your face, remember this, the Dark fellowship will not forget this pitiful resistance of yours," he said then started to fade and disappear.
It was then, that the Necromancer immediately used [Reaping slash] on him. Making him wounded in his escape.
"You can't hide forever! I will find you till the depths of hell!" he bellowed.
He then collapsed to the ground. Making him pass out at the moment. Roan then jolted, he didn't know he was heavily wounded. His [Bone armor] was heavily damaged upon their attacks.
He then immediately brought him to one of the houses and bandaged him. Cleaning his wounds first then letting him rest. As for the bodies, Roan burned them all. It was a day's labor but he felt at ease to let them not decay outside.
The Necromancer woke up and then let him eat beef soup. As there were many slaughtered cows outside and one cow's meat was hung by Troan for several days of consumption by his weakened patient.
"Who are you? Ah, excuse my rudeness. I am a Necromancer teacher, Kevin Asmond. I am here to investigate the village as there are reports of attacks. The messages were cut off from my students and so I am worried. Making me investigate myself. You?" he asked.
"Um, I am Roan, I am an adventurer and was seeking help. Our Village was attacked by Dark fellowship and I am a survivor. The guards were all killed by a Rogue from the said cult and many sacrificed to let me escape. That's why I survived," Roan said.
"Well, how's your wound?"
"It still hurts but was fine now. Thank you so much,"
"Here, take a sip of beef soup first, you need to recover," Roan gave him a bowl.
He took a sip and then ate a chunk of meat. He was so hungry for a day of not eating at all. He immediately grab something from his bag and then gave him a badge of Necromancers.
"I know you are an aspiring adventurer but if you change make up your mind and wanted to be a Necromancer, you can make them see this badge and become one. If you are interested that is," he then chuckled.
"So you want to be a Necromancer instead?" Sir Kevin asked.
"Yeah!" Troan answered snappily. He can only feel well pleased with the moment. He was the happiest man alive!