The icy wind felt like knives as they brushed against the skin. The Ancient Divine Dragon’s paws made rustling noises as it stepped across the dead leaves.

The area in front of us was pitch black, and there were graves all over the place. Thanks to Dark Pupils, my minimap was littered with red dots; an enemy undead beneath each and every grave to be exact. I had no doubt that they would climb out from beneath the soil and challenge us to an epic fight the second we got within range.

Behind me, Hickey was guarding the two priests and the archer. She couldn’t help but purse her lips and commented, "Damn, the stench of the dead is thick within this tomb!"

I smiled. "I’m going to aggro the mobs now, so be careful. Archer, use Spiraling Arrow Blade to mow down the enemy, but make sure you don’t attract too much aggro. Priests, keep me above the safety line at all times. Hickey, you’re the DPS, but avoid as many attacks as you are able. You may not be able to tank the mobs with your current Defense."

"I know…" Hickey replied with a chuckle.

……

Illuminating the path...