[center][color=9e0b0f][b]"Do not get ahead of yourself boy. Confidence is good, but there is a fair chance your death will be quiet, dishonorable, nobody there to tell your tale and all your beloved thinking you ran away as a little brat."[/b][/color][/center]

The words weren't particularly encouraging, but they were true. The grand figure swept his hand, and the gaze and body of the boy were forced upon the small slit of vision projected as if a painting, and slowly that and his own vision merged into one and the same. It seemed the green haze had cleared, but the boy's body would still feel as if not truly his own. Without being ordered Brandon's hands and lips would move, esoteric words and gestures made with paradoxically cold white flame erupting upon his fingertips. The soil rustled, and then hands come from beneath it. Some rotten, some fresh, some skeletal, but all of the dead given life unliving. 

It was a motley crew of creatures some with bows, some with crossbows, some with swords and shields while a few had great mauls and some were naked in entirety. In total there were slightly less than a hundred skeletal men, ten skeletal horses and about the same for hounds; a few other assorted animals arose but immediately crumbled afterwards.

[center][color=9e0b0f][b]"This is your future and present. There are great powers stored within you by the Necromancers and their allies. Combined with new ones you shall gain in near time the followers of the corpse-Lord will be undone by their own creation!"[/b][/color][/center]

Momentarily the voice of the warrior within the young Unicorn's head hummed with uncertainty before continuing, sounding now much less impressive compared to his prior speech.

[center][color=9e0b0f][b]"Err... you wouldn't happen to know where we are? They would need you unconscious and they wouldn't take you far from where you were kidnapped. We need to find something to slay such that this arsenal you see before yourself may grow stronger. I do hope you won't be overwhelmed with all this and take the helmet off in an attempt to free yourself. Oh, drat!"[/b][/color][/center]