The Amazonian screamed as her leg disappeared farther into the shadow, causing her to lose her balance and begin falling into the rest of the shadow.
Fortunately, before the Amazonian could fall any farther, someone caught her.
An armored hand reached out and grabbed her by the arm, pulling her away from the shadow before the rest of her body could fall into it.
Her rescuer was an undead warrior whose pale blue skin and lifeless appearance made him difficult to mistake for anything else. Yet unlike most zombies, his body showed little sign of decay, and the intelligence remaining within his otherwise dead eyes made him appear almost human.
He was also someone the Amazonian knew better than most.
Her brother.
Or rather, what remained of him after his death, now serving as her tamed creature.
Unfortunately, saving her from the shadow hadn't done anything to change the severity of her injuries.
