Deep within the mountain's base upon the Black Lake, the battle between the girl and the undead was poised to erupt.
"Hiss!"
Determined, the Hero no longer hesitated and let out a short hiss.
Prompted by the command, the Gleaming Scale Serpent quickly surged forward, with its scales spreading and blooming dazzlingly.
The hallucinatory light instantly dispelled the darkness below, also clearly revealing the ghastly appearance of the undead.
Half of the witch's head had rotted away, with one side of her face revealing the skull beneath, while the other side also showed a withered countenance, her seaweed-like hair waving wildly with the influx of Magic Power.
Her eyeballs were nowhere to be found, but deep lights burned within her sockets, flickering with covetous Soul Fire.
Her soaked and pale upper body was humanoid, just as the present Hero, bare and uncovered. Although not swollen or bloated, it was devoid of any Vitality, appearing more hauntingly pale than bare bones.
