"Oh?" the lich looked up, his voice dry and raspy, "New visitors after so long? Usually nobody reaches this place, they all die and join my undead collection."
But while the lich was talking, Leon didn't even care about any of what he was saying, what he cared about was... the talent.
That thing had an A-Rank necromancy talent, meaning that Leon's skeletons would grow stronger if he killed it and acquired the talent for himself!
With that in mind, he took his stance, his weapons ready and his focus sharp.
"Typical players," the lich shook his head as he got up from his desk, grabbing his scepter in his hand, its tip glowing with dark energy, "They believe they can defeat anything simply using their powers, but there are times... where you are outmatched!"
BOOM!
The catacomb lich released a powerful shockwave that shook the entire chamber, his entire figure roaring with aura that made the bookshelves rattle and the dust fly.
