Enchanted weapons were able to break the bones that formed the Wights’ bodies while darkness magic spells attacked their blood cores, snuffing the green flames that animated Kalla’s minions as if they were just candles.
Yet instead of just disappearing, the flames reverted into small wisps that darted back into Kalla’s body, who only needed a breath of Invigoration to give them new strength.
Before all the bone fragments of the dead Wights could touch the ground, the wisps were back, animating the lesser undead once again.
Conducting experiments about Lichhood on herself had taught Kalla a lot about blood cores and phylacteries. On top of that, she had learned how to imbue small amounts of her willpower inside the blood cores she created.
In normal circumstances, it would allow her to control her minions as if they were part of her body, even giving them access to all the spells she knew. When such a fine control wasn’t possible, she would use willpower to create a different kind of link with them.
She would become their phylactery, allowing them to be raised back from the grave as long as she was unharmed. The new wave of Wights joined the fray, shifting the tides of the battle again.
Even if Erlik’s followers were able to overpower the Wights, it still took them time, effort, and wounds. Kalla had called upon a lesser version of herself because they were among the worse opponent an undead could face.
Physical attacks and normal weapons did them no harm, whereas even being grazed by them meant having part your life force sucked and your body invaded by darkness magic.
Undead could feed upon other undead, but it would weaken them rather bring them nourishment. Kalla’s Wights had no care for their lives, being mindless lesser undead, and every time they fell, she would simply animate them again.
This strategy allowed them to double the damage they inflicted upon their enemies at the expense of their lifespan like Balkor had shown her. Yet unlike Balkor, Kalla had access to Invigoration, and with it to an almost unlimited supply of mana.
Gremlik was afraid that Phloria would press her advantage so he Blinked away and consumed a fraction of the energy stored inside his blood core to instantly recover. He rejoiced seeing that the human didn’t move, just to curse when he realized why.
Erlik was still locked in battle with Leannan, making both him and the Sapling useless. On top of that, the rest of their army wasn’t faring well. Leannan had emptied her vaults to equip the Fae with the best artifacts Laruel had to offer and the damn Wight negated their numerical advantage with her own troops.
By protecting Kalla, Phloria was holding half the battle. Gremlik had just the time to cast his best flight spell when Pala’s death cry reached his ears.
After killing Megon, Lith had used the two beams of Final Sunset to aim at where the Nightwalker was and where she would appear at the same time. Pala’s reflexes and the distance separating them had saved her at first, but Blinking so many times without rest had taken a toll on her.
Being an undead, she didn’t tire but the mana in her blood core was still limited and a battlefield was a chaotic place. Lith could afford to fly while keeping up a multi-layered barrier, whereas if she Blinked in the wrong place she would be caught in the crossfire between plants and undead.
The moment the black flames had pinned her against a wall she no longer had the strength to fight back and was turned into ashes.
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