Pestilence: Rise Of The Pure Undead

Chapter 337: Fear The Night : Resolve

"Brother... I think something broke" Zola whispered, hidden in darkness, which was nothing but a hiding spot considering what was going to come looking for them, but even if part of the undead king’s dominion, dark was rather soothing, one could not see anything, and thus felt like nothing else could see them either. Find exclusive stories on Freewebnovel

"Something you say? I almost went deaf for how loud it was! Must have been the barrier... We are all fucked" Saul was not very optimistic, especially after what the brothers had done.

After bearing witness to most suspicious activities, they had wanted to inform someone at first, but their guts told them to shut the hell up, a feeling that only intensified when they noticed unknown people searching for something at night, them they assumed, seemingly sanctioned by the headmaster despite being total strangers, they had taken to empty rooms of the academy and hidden like cowards for a lengthy period of time, even missing out on the call to arms against the undeads, not by choice, they were asleep like logs.

Spent from never sleeping in fear of being caught at their weakest, and so, they had remained behind.

"Saul... We need to do something, we can’t just hide until death comes to find us!" standing up, Zola hit his head on some shelf.

"I mean..." Saul thought for a moment.

"...If they breached the barrier, we’re all going to die anyways, so might as well look good while doing it..." he had wanted to deny, but he failed to envision a world where he did not end up as either a pile of bones or a rotten husk wandering the badlands, so before meeting his disgraceful, he might was well attempt to look cool and heroic for a split second.

"No Saul, remember our adventuring days? We did not go exploring random woods and huts with the prospect of finding nothing, no matter how obvious it was that nothing of value would be found, we went out with the certainty that we were going to come back richer than the king himself! We are going to go out there, and beat some undead ass!"

He managed to find his way to a door, flinging it open, allowing some of the shine of a nearby crystal to illuminate the room, Saul staring at his brother with a distinct look of confusion.

"What the hell is up with you today? You are getting me fired up as well! Fuck it! Let’s go!" running out through the dimly lit hallways, grabbing equipment on their way out, launching themselves out of the academy, the capital set alight with great pyres burning with the volcano witch’s flame, Wanneckssa was already under assault.

Zola blocked the strike completely by accident, having not seen it coming at all.

"Dear lord, is this one of those minor lords?!"

"High-Soldier" the corpse responded, hard to tell, but it was most certainly mocking them.

And just as it said this, more undeads emerged from the woods.

"Zola, do you still believe what you said earlier?"

"It was mostly bravado... But you know, getting pieced up by lesser undeads after saying all of this is far from glorious..."

"Yeah, I get what you are saying"

And in this agreement, they both threw their spears and took off running like two cowards, but two very fast cowards, throwing themselves down the rather steep slope that was the entrance into the academy, rolling down without grace, no clue where they were even going, the capital was being invaded from all sides.

"For eternity! Bring oblivion to the heretical living!" the high-soldier spoke in death tongue, raising its blade high.

Passing by, vampiric beasts of Vespertillo took the lead, leaving the others in the dust, sensing and smelling the stench of life still bustling within Wanneckssa.

This would be allowed, no longer.@@@@