In the city of Gantoral upon the walls which protect the city the undead continue to battle the remaining guards on the walls, at this moment in time only one wall is left guarded and the undead begin their assault, as the door from one of the guard towers bursts open undead wielding shields rush through protecting the undead mage who came in next, swords hit the shields within seconds and the mage quickly uses the magic it has to conjure some arrows and quickly kill the mages on this wall before they can call for backup. The undead mage quickly retreats back into the guard tower leaving undead soldiers to charge out with heavier weapons cleaving down between their shielded allies killing the closest enemies to them, some of them quickly get pierced with arrows from archers in the back lines but they do not care, the arrows do nothing to them and soon the shielded soldiers push forward, the guards resolve falters and some surrender hoping that the undead will be merciful and to the surprise of them as the shield wielding undead get close they pass by them looking to deal with those still fighting. Only a short time passes after that but in that time the remaining fighters are killed and those who surrendered watched as the undead mage walks back out of the guard tower and begins to raise the bodies of the fallen, undead soldiers grab the surrendered guards and marches them to the wall on which Yorun and the elven group lead by Irankar remain, Yorun with what little magic he has access too senses the undead making their way to them and gets up taking the scythe leaning against the wall into his right hand as he walks out of the guard tower without assistance now.

"What do we have here?" Yorun asked as he looked at the undead and the living prisoners

"W-we surrender to you whoever you are!" One of the guards responds clear fear in his voice

"Well Raeknar this is an interesting thing here, didn't realise your undead could take prisoners" Irankar said as he walked out of the door

"They do so only as long as they surrender, any thoughts Irankar?" Yorun asked

"Give them over to us, we'll pry any useful information from their minds and ensure they cannot fuck with our plans" Irankar said

"Fine, undead you heard him" Yorun said looking at the undead

The undead brought the prisoners into the guard tower for Irankars people to get information from, Irankar meanwhile looks at Yorun.

"You know despite what we had seen of you getting onto this wall, we did not actually fully anticipate the undead managing this so quickly" Irankar said

"Some of the older undead were with the main force including more of the bandit ones, despite them not talking yet like Onarin they are likely on the cusp of it as they were raised not long after him, likely they have enough intelligence again to coordinate some things and due to that the other undead would listen to them, the undead mage is also naturally advantaged in that regard due to the magical connection" Yorun said

"Despite you being new to all of this you seem to have a good grasp on it" Irankar said with a bit of surprise in his voice

"Indeed, some of this I've told you and some of it you can figure out based on what's happened but you are getting good at this, feeling these things via your magic, well done Yorun" Raeknar said from within Yoruns head

Yorun looks at Iranknar.

"Regardless of this, we should get to those tunnels once the undead mage finishes raising the last bodies, I'll take my magic back from him then we can go" Yorun said

"Fine by me Raeknar, we'll bring you to the tunnel first using invisibility then we'll bring groups of your undead there in the same way, any undead you'd specifically want?" Irankar asked

"Bring some of the newer ones and Onarin as well as the mage and Koralin though he can likely get there just fine himself via flying, the reason for the newer ones is the better armour and Onarin can more effectively help us due to his intelligence. The mage is in case we need someone a bit better than me with my magic" Yorun said

"Fair enough" Irankar said

"Though speaking of the mage I will take my magic back for now once it get here" Yorun said

After just a short while the rest of the undead that will be left behind stay spread out across all the walls, the mage and a bunch of the newer soldiers come back to the first wall and look to Yorun. Yorun takes the magic from the mage and feels reinvigorated.

"You do not know how good it feels to have my magic fully back under my control" Yorun said

"I would imagine it to be strange overall" Irankar said

"Well I'd say its time to initiate our plan" Yorun said

Irankar nodded in agreement, he uses illusions to make his light armour look more like normal clothes then he looks to Yorun turning him invisible.

"Did it work?" Yorun asked

"Indeed, to all but me and those I want to see you are invisible" irankar said

"Let us go then" Yorun said

Irankar and Yorun then heads into the guard tower and then down the stairs coming out in a guard area, Irankar and Yorun then head out onto the streets of the city seeing this many people especially living is not normal for him these days. Yorun looks around and sees many people happily going about their day facing none of the challenges his village faced over the years, it makes him somewhat angry that his village suffered and none here seem the wiser. Irankar leads Yorun to a tavern they walk in and Yorun is careful not to touch anything, he looks confusedly at Irankar since he decided to sit in front of the tavernkeeper.

"These days the Fiernian empire does well" Irankar said

"We need merely hope the elves in Woorail do not rain down on us" The Tavernkeeper said

"Or from below like dwarves" Irankar said

The tavernkeepers eyebrow raises and smirks.

"Got more special drinks in the back, think you had asked for them when you were here earlier, lets go get them" The tavernkeeper said

The tavernkeeper leads irankar and without knowing Yorun into the backroom of the tavern.

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"Won't ask your name sir but glad this is finally happening" The tavernkeeper said

"Indeed though with a bit of a modified plan due to some interesting circumstances" Irankar said making the tavernkeeper look confused

Irankar stops making Yorun invisible and the tavernkeeper looks at the burned human before him with shock.

"Why does he change the plan?" The tavernkeeper asked

"Raeknar?" Irankar said

Yoruns eyes glow green and he channels some magic into his scythe making black flames erupt from it, he also telepathically calls Koralin to him and Koralin finds a way into this part of the tavern via a chimney, the tavernkeeper sees the clearly undead bird and looks shocked.

"By the gods both elven and human, wait did he call you Raeknar?" The tavernkeeper said

"That is the name I gave, take of it what you will, we have the same targets but different motives" Yorun said

"Fair enough" The tavernkeeper said as he reveals the entrance to the tunnels

All three men climb down into the tunnels while Koralin leaves the way he came in. Yorun sees the tunnel stretches on for a while and he scans forward a little with what he managed to learn during the travel to here. He then makes the scythe disappear before looking at the Tavernkeeper.

"You and whoever else worked here definitely did a good job" Yorun said

"Thanks uh Raeknar" The tavernkeeper said finding it weird calling someone a gods name while Irankar looks to Yorun

"I will go aid the others in grabbing more of your undead, we'll return soon through a different entrance to here this was merely to inform our man here about your involvement" Irankar said before leaving taking some drinks from the tavern backroom for the cover story

Half an hour passes and Irankar as well as the other elves and a fairly sizable group of undead come from another section of tunnels. Onarin walks to Yorun.

"Master.... We're ready..." Onarin said in his cold voice

Yorun nods and the Tavernkeeper telepathically shows everyone the routes to where they need to go. They travel down the tunnels for a bit before splitting off into two groups, one of the elves goes with a few undead to kill Cararil from range using the undead as a distraction while the rest go after the tax master. After a while they reach the end of the route and Irankar charges a small fireball before placing it against the tunnel roof and then smashing it into the roof blowing the ground above them apart opening a hole to the tunnel which Yoruns undead quickly begin to climb out of, guard response was quick due to Arols job and what is beneath his building. The guards were ill prepared for the force that greeted them, the undead faces of people some of them knew all wearing the same armour as them so they knew immediately these people were allies but their faces and the wounds inflicted on them clearly indicate they're dead, the horror on their faces more than apparent. Yorun making Raeknars scythe appear in his right hand climbs out of the hole in the ground behind the undead, people look at him and see his eyes glow green and the scythe get set alight with black flames.

"If you surrender and leave you won't be harmed otherwise, you will die, Choose quickly" Yorun said with his voice cold seeing as this will get him to their target

As if a lever had been flipped the undead attack the guards showing no sympathy for those they regarded as allies in life, the guards try to fight back but as they're overwhelmed by the sudden attack many who don't choose to surrender begin to fall quickly, the undead specifically begin to clear a path for Yorun and the elves to get into the building. Screams and panic erupt across the city and those hunkering down in safer places in the city wonder why guards atop the wall are not responding to the threats in the city, meanwhile Yorun, Irankar, the other elven infiltrators and some undead including Onarin and the mage make their way into the Tax masters building, the undead with them killing the guards inside. Yorun raises the bodies of those inside so that Irankar can get information from their minds, whatever is left in them anyway. Soon enough they find the entrance to the maze and its got multiple magical barriers around it so Yorun with the scythe still alight with black flames slices through the barriers and the hatch into the maze itself, the new undead he just raised go down first unnerving and scaring the guards down there who'd just seen these people minutes prior. Yorun then jumps down and looks at the guards, due to their position here he guesses they're likely to not care about those who actually need this money especially seeing some more random expensive accessories on them just under their armour. Yorun merely points forward and the undead quickly attack felling their former comrades in seconds. Onarin comes down with the rest of the undead and Irankars group. Yorun looks around and sees the maze goes in the cardinal directions.

"We need to spread out" Yorun said

"Your talking undead Onarin should take the south with about half the undead here, some of my men will split and take fewer undead and search to the east and west, you and me will take the north with that undead mage of yours" Irankar said

Yorun nods and the groups split up as discussed, Yorun and Irankar quickly proceed north and it doesn't take long to encounter more resistance. A small group of guards blocks their path and now Irankar has a chance to show what he can do, quickly using magic to materialise swords in both his hands he runs forward and blocks two of the enemies blades at once while making a pillar of fire directly on another enemy the scream from that guard echoes down the hallways, Irankar then quickly changes the blades to have hooks on the ends and quickly yet gracefully he uses those hooks to disarm the guards he is blocking before stabbing the hooks up into the bottom of their heads. Irankar targets the final enemies with a few more magically made weapons this time freely floating bows and arrows shooting them in their faces before they can react.

"Well done" Yorun said

"If I am to use the name of a god of death for this operation I wouldn't want to sully the name" Irankar said with a smirk

Yorun raises the bodies of those he can, adding a few new allies to this group a few more pockets of enemies are found as they travel the mazes expanse but they all die merely adding more to Yoruns forces, after a while however they find what can only be described as a vault one made entirely of metal with multiple layers of both physical and magical protection.

"Multiple large metallic doors each with enemies behind, can you get through the metal?" Irankar asked

"I can, I'll bust them open and then the undead will go in" Yorun said

Irankar nodded, the undead with shields lined up first prepared to go in, Yorun meanwhile cut the first door open enough for them to go through soon enough blades rained down on the shields as well as lightning but both were ineffective against the undead, soon enough more undead streamed in to attack. This process repeated with some guards even surrendering along the way until the final door. Yorun rips that door open again and the undead flood in once more but this time there is no sounds of fighting, Yorun looks in and he sees many chests of gold overfilling and as he walks in he hears someone nearby, Yorun opens the only chest not overfilling and grabs the man inside pulling him out.

"Arol I take it?" Yorun asked

"Yup that's him" Irankar said

"W-who are you people!?" Arol asked terrified

"Well the man behind me is an elf from the Woorail empire but me? I'm born and bred Fiernian" Yorun said

"T-then why!?" Arol shouted confused

"My home was Kurinet" Yorun said coldly staring him down, he sees the recognition in Arols eyes and him begin to sweat

"P-please I had noth-" Arol said but was cut off

"Nothing to do with it? Bullshit, your reaction to my villages name said everything I needed. How much of this money here came from Kurinet? This is more money than anyone in the outlier villages ever saw and yet here you are with it all the fucking time, you snivelling little shit" Yorun said before throwing him to the ground

Arol went to start pleading but before he could Yorun sliced through him without a second thought killing the tax master for the city and its surrounding regions instantly. Yorun then looked to the chests with disgust.

"All of this pain and suffering due to the greed of the imperial family and other pieces of shit like them, lets go Irankar" Yorun said getting only a nod back from him

After a while of peaceful walking all the groups meet back up at the entrance to the maze and make their way out but as Yorun climbs out and walks out of the building he's greeted with a worrying sight. The undead outside the building who were distracting and slaying the guards outside are all dead once more but there are no living guards there save for one a female one of clear power.

"Captain Forina..." Irankar said worry clear in his voice

Yorun steps in front of the undead that naturally moved to protect him, slamming the bottom of the scythe against the ground Forina looks at him before smirking.

"Divine magic... You too huh?" Captain Forina said with a tinge of excitement in her voice as the stare down continued unknowing how this will end...