Kaup and Zara found themselves surrounded by more undead.
They had let themselves get boxed in too tightly.
The horde closed in fast, their rotten flesh reeking of death.
Decayed eyes glowed with unholy hunger in the dim demon realm light.
Kaup gritted his teeth, mana surging through his veins.
He tried to teleport away from the encirclement.
But he wasn't given a single chance.
A hulking undead lunged forward, its jagged blade stabbing clean through his chest.
The weapon stuck fast, pinning him in place like a skewered insect.
Cold metal burned against his ribs, blood bubbling hot from the wound.
And then, explosion.
The blast ripped outward in a vicious circle of condemnation.
Flames and shrapnel tore through the undead ranks, but the backlash consumed Kaup and Zara too.
Screams echoed briefly before silence fell.
They both lost their lives in the inferno.
Lilith stood firm, her clone mirroring her stance at her side.
