The Elemental Lich
"Ho~ So this is what suppressing my Death Knights. I like your Staff." Gyqul didn't seem to be bothered as he looked at his bone palm before clenching it into a fist.
It was as if the undead was trying to measure how powerful this suppression was.
"Do you want it?" Cyril asked as he slowly planned his way to get closer to the Lich. Unfortunately, he can't defeat such a powerful Lich without getting closer to it.
He doesn't have the right Artifact yet to accomplish such a feat.
"Of course, I want it, young man. However, once I killed you and turned you into undead, I might allow you to wield it so you don't have to worry. As long as you have the qualification to become a Lich like me, you can stay together with your precious staff. Aren't I so magnanimous? You wouldn't find any master like me…"
Gyqul said slowly as he reached his hands to Cyril.
"I don't think you can do that…" Cyril replied as he swiftly used his shoes' ability, High Jump…