Going Back To Town

***In another level 50 dungeon***

Khalor was fighting against the last boss of the dungeon he was in when the world notification popped. He couldn't pay it much attention, but still caught the gist of it at a quick glance.

"Tsk. Guess they were faster than me on this. I'll have to have a little chat with Alex again."

He focused back on the fight before him. Even if his class allowed him to send an almost never-ending army of undead at his enemies, their levels were all pretty low.

Even if there was a quality in quantity, even a numbers' advantage held no sway against absolute power. The only thing keeping him from losing was the death knight serving him.

The raven was still on the lower scales in terms of level, and the manticore had lost levels during its raising, so the knight was the only undead he had at the right level.