As Sophia ran past the battlefield, the one-sided fight between Gareth and the Death Knight grew bigger and bigger in her eyes. The colossal power of both parties, which almost affected the surrounding air itself, she could feel it much more clearly.
With every single step she took, the ground started to feel like sticky mud that was trying to grab her legs; she began to feel the corrosive death energy potent enough even to start affecting her. Gareth was truly no match against the dreaded knight, more than that.
The stallion of the Death Knight didn't even join in the battle. Not that it needed the help of its undead horse in the first place. Sophia coated her entire body in the all-encompassing darkness, and the difficulty in movement she felt eased.
