An army of 25,000 undead march through Fiernian Empire territory with Golanier at its head, he floats ahead of them like a king above his soldiers just as he would in the past, he looks back at the army as he floats along looking over what he has at his disposal, most of the army are normal undead humans and elves but alongside them walk the dragons as well as the undead Forina.

"Alright then lets see how she does" Golanier thinks to himself

Golanier floats over to Forina as the army continues to march, her cold dead eyes look at him with the green from them focussed on him. Golanier gives her magic to use how she sees fit alongside multiple mages.

"Take command, show me what you can do here with an army fully under your dutiful command" Golanier said

"Understood" Forina said

Golanier then flew above the middle of the army following along as Forina marches ahead of the rest of the undead leading it from the front, the first of multiple villages quickly appears ahead through a tree line. As undead start to come out of the tree line the villages guard force has yet to notice but they do so immediately as a magic barrier is raised across the village by Forina cutting off telepathy and blocking view as from the outside the village looks normal with no enemies attacking. The guards quickly take notice of the multiarmed woman with armour fused onto her skin with soldiers behind her.

"Its the elves! Defend the village!" The guard captain shouted

Golanier just watched as Forina led the soldiers in quickly taking down the villages guards, the guards while competently trained enough to take down multiple undead per person but not a one drew their sword as the undead dragons came out of the tree line they grew too terrified before the first of them were taken down. Not one of them is killed due to their surrender which is almost a disappointment for Golanier.

"Kind of wanted them to put up some fight, people these days are far too afraid of dragons and there are far too few satisfying warriors" Golanier said then sighed as he floated closer to the village looking towards

The villagers watch as the imposing Kalrin floats over and lands in front of them.

"Your village is our now, we're going to kill your imperial family a force of undead will be left here alongside one undead dragon you try anything you die and get brought back as an undead soldier for this army. Got it?" Golanier asked while brandishing his blade

The villagers all agreed quite quickly as the undead quickly took the guards blades from them and a force is left there keeping the village under undead control as Golanier telepathically tells the border forces closes to the village they can move ahead. Golanier heads towards the next village not caring for the names of any of them but along the way he gets on the back of one of the dragons letting it walk for him as he thinks to himself.

"Back in the day the terrified nature of those people would be a delight for me gods weeks ago it would be and yet here I am disappointed" Golanier thought to himself

He looks over at the army of marching undead and thinks back on older days as flashes of castle after castle, city after city fell beneath the undead horde with himself at its head.

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"Back then decent warriors were more plentiful especially among those damnable chosen but they all shared the fatal flaw of believing too much that being made a chosen was making them invincible. They did not train their new powers and when I begin to win our duels they would try to say those words given by their gods but the words would die on their lips as their souls were sent to Arikel. Only one good warrior from back then remains that intelligent damnable giant and I respect the fucker then there's that imperial prince dabbling with the power of one of my blades unknowingly but he was good, he was strong and I enjoyed that duel so damn much that this doesn't have the same effect that that single duel not even to the death gave. Then that all combined with that fucking Kai Tamar showing me how insignificant I am?" Golanier thought to himself before sighing and looking at his hands

"Damn, Arikel must be loving this" Golanier said aloud to himself knowing that Raeknar was likely listening

Raeknar is indeed watching at this moment while welcoming several souls into Faelerm, Jinarl walks to them and looks at Raeknar.

"Something happening in the mortal realm Raeknar?" Jinarl asked

"Nothing but a conqueror's edge dulling as time goes on" Raeknar said as they left Jinarl with the newly arrived souls

Golanier meanwhile continues to take the villages with the undead forces under his command, he hates that it goes smoothly each time as he quickly runs out of the nearest villages and he begins to teleport the forces back to the border being re-joined by the undead dragons then he heads a bit further south with them and heads for the villages closest there until they can take down all the villages surrounding the city of Kelinrask yet its all routine for Golanier and quickly becoming so for the undead under his and Forinas command, unimportant all until one village finally catches his eye. The guards for it are not standard guards but mercenaries and there's a stronger couple magic users within, he smirks and allows Forina to set up the barrier just as before but then he has the dragons attack first burning the first mercenaries who don't manage to shield themselves with magic and shields. As the mercenaries are all focussed on the front they don't notice until its too late the magic coalescing beneath their feet as skeletal arms break through the ground below them and the arms quickly sweep across the hastily assembled lines as Golanier with a barrier protecting himself from the dragons fire walks through the green flames of the dragons and before the mercenaries can react he slams his greatsword down both slicing and cutting through the shields, armour and men underneath it. The undead mages and archers quickly follow suit with their own attacks raining down a hail of arrows and fire on the mercenaries while the close range undead attack in earnest. The mercenaries are quickly mopped up by Golanier and the undead and despite the ease of it he feels slight satisfaction.

"Now who's here?" Golanier thinks to himself as he has the giant skeletal arms rip open the building the two strong magic users are in

Golanier sees a human man and an elven woman with magics ready in front of him.

"Who the fuck are you people!?" The elven woman shouted confused in the elven language

"That heavily depends on who you are" Golanier said as he raised the mercenaries from the dead in full view of them

"I am Oarsteri and this-" The woman now identified as Oarsteri said before being cut off

"Oarsteri? Where do I remember that from? Ah, Joaralta so that makes this fucker one Holaire Pertaki" Golanier said as he looked the man over

"Yes he is... What are you going to do with that information?" Oarsteri asked now worried for Holaires safety as she gets in front of him

"You both are coming with me, we have some people to see once I'm done here" Golanier said with a smirk as he conjured chains on the two

"We can get out of this you know" Oarsteri said

"Do it... See what happens" Golanier said as he barely looks at them while the dragons get closer to the two

Golanier then leaves the village with the army continuing his little conquests while his two new prisoners are forced to follow him all the while Yorun continues training back in the fortress, Gira continues to think on how she best can help with what's going on and Sunhale prepares to meet with the only other person who has the magic granted to him...