The Army Of Death Approaches

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The lady clad in black armor glanced at the distance, floating in midair utilizing specters that wrapped around her body and moved her around whenever she wanted. Death and Darkness wrapped her body like a dress and her eyes flashed with a deep red color, unnatural of her birth. Her long blonde hair turned completely silver instead, as whatever "life" that once inhabited her body was now completely gone.

Through her body the only thing that flowed was now corrupted Mana, Miasma, and a new energy which even mutated her powers further into something she never possessed, Necrotic Energy, or Nether, as it is often called. A power bestowed upon her when she was taken over by the black armor that possessed now her body and soul.

Her red eyes glanced at the army of humans, desert elves, and beast-men with indifference, as her tireless army of the dead continued marching rapidly. Not even the heat of the desert affected them, they seemed completely unfazed.