Making Progress
"So you mean to say, I should use force on them?" Nox asked.
"If necessary, and it would get the job done," Eve stated indifferently. "If I can kill my enemies, I don't mind sacrificing a couple of undead to achieve that goal."
When she said this, all the undead skeletons standing beside the walls flinched. Clearly, she had used them as cannon fodder in the past to achieve her goal.
"Wouldn't that break the bond?" Nox knew very well that his companions weren't just mindless puppets; they had their own personalities, just like any human out there.
He couldn't stomach the sight of using them as cannon fodder for his own selfish interest. It would feel no different from using his biological children.
'Are all Necromancers this heartless or is it just her?' Nox shuddered.
"Bonding can be important, yes, but that doesn't apply to us Necromancers. As long as I have reanimated the dead, they'll be forever loyal to me and follow each of my orders."