Mysterious Ally

"What the hell is going on here?"

Connor's voice was raspy, as emotionless as his always expressionless face. He lowered his scythe and looked over his shoulder at the few living soldiers behind him. They stiffened under his gaze, their faces pale as the Undead Hero's own, hands trembling on the grips of their weapons.

"Y-yessir?" one stammered. He wore a shining emblem that proved him a high-ranking officer, but he looked as nervous as a new recruit.

Connor's black cloak swayed as he half-turned around, fixing the man with a lifeless gaze and enunciating every word. "What is going on here? Where are the gate's native demons, and why in the world is there an apostle in the sky?"

The soldier swallowed hard. "I-I don't know, hero. The message from the Fate Hero only said we had to invade this gate as soon as possible and kill any within."