May 21, 2018
@keamek
It’d been months since he’d last left the northern part of Ente Isla, spending that time leading his armies to trample down all human resistance and deal with those pests calling themselves the ‘Allied Knights Order’. Leaving the front lines never sat well with him, but even he knew how imperative it was to maintain communications with his fellow Generals and King.
And so, here he was away from the fight.
“Malacoda,” Adramelech greeted the necromancer with a nod, laying his massive halberd at his side. “How has your siege on the south gone?”
