Grim Lord's grip tightened around its weapon.
For the first time, it was starting to feel nervous.
Alex's attack had failed, but that didn't matter.
Because in the process, he had forced the Grim Lord to reveal one of the pendant's abilities.
And now...
The battle was shifting out of its favor.
The Grim Lord gritted its teeth.
Its usual strategy—summoning powerful undead minions—was no longer an option.
It needed a new plan.
Its mind raced.
Varkos.
Grim Lord's most powerful undead.
Sending him away was a mistake.
It didn't think Alex would be such a chore.
But now, it needed the undead general back.
The Grim Lord focused, reaching out with its mind.
It could feel Varkos's presence in the distance—
Locked in battle.
With who?
It sharpened its focus.
The human clones.
Alex's clones were keeping Varkos busy.
The Grim Lord's frown deepened.
No matter.
Grim Lord intended to call him back anyway, as the clones wouldn't stand a chance.
But then—
WHOOSH!
