"Now this is perfect," Raito whispered, vanishing into the sea of undead shadows. "I'll slip in among them… and end this."
He darted forward, cloaked by his army, daggers drawn. The Death Knight's focus was elsewhere, its teleportation flickering from one side to another, leaving afterimages of glowing blue trails.
Raito leapt, aiming for its exposed neck—
but then a sharp pain tore through him.
He looked down. His arm was on the floor.
Blood dripped. His vision blurred.
"My… hand?" he whispered, staring in disbelief as it turned black, spreading up his arm like poison.
The Death Knight stood before him, its blade dripping with his blood. The army of undead behind him began collapsing one after another, lifeless once more.
"System…" he gritted his teeth. "Activate Defensive Mode!"
[System Shield Activated]
