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This wasn't good at all. Dark magics were at work, unfriendly and dangerous to boot. The fact that there were [i]multiple[/i] wolves was also very worrying. Necromancy was what it was called, if she recalled right. The absence of natural aether made the rotting bodies ideal to puppeteer, especially ones that had degraded so. Corpses made for attractive targets as no blows would injure them any further and they could move without worrying about any injuries in a fight like living creatures did. Horrifying stuff, really, and she would tut in disproval if the situation weren't so dire. Fortunately, this was a winnable fight.

She let out a tiny squeak of horror as one nearly nipped her leg, hastily draping her bow across her chest as her free hand withdraw her dagger from its holster. [color=palegreen]"Simple blows will do nothing, we must disrupt their aethric circuits to prevent the magic from further controlling them!"[/color] She called out, wondering if she was able to decapacitate the creature.

After a second, she realized they likely wouldn't understand. [color=palegreen]"If we destroy them fully or behead them, they'll be vanquished for good,"[/color] She added. [color=palegreen]"They'll continue to be a threat otherwise!"[/color]

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