Vacuse didn't know who Magus Sylrissa was, but he was so happy to see her that he started laughing. "They are here! They answered my call!"
This Magus Sylrissa looked like a madwoman. She wore clothes of mismatched colors, her hair was in disarray and flew around her head, and she was grinning... like a madwoman.
"Necromancers! I don't like you guys, and I'm not here for you. Get lost!" Magus Sylrissa shouted.
And just like the other Magus, the world tilted toward her as well. The air around him was heavy and almost hard.
Magus Valthorne scowled. "So you are behind the Dragon hunters. To think one of the Umbracrypt would be the one behind it. Fool, don't you know you already lost the war? As we speak, my lord is stripping you of the..."
As the two Magus were speaking, Vacuse had already turned his attention to Lady Slave when he heard the name Umbracrypt. "Do you know her?"
