I finished resurrecting another 50 goblins as undead as the big captain was rushing me. I couldn't resurrect soul-caged goblins because it took way too long to finish the spell. Hell by the time I finished the spell I would've become a pancake on the floor, so these normies would have to do for now. Not like they are going to be used for much more than a distraction anyways.
The captain finally got within striking distance but my undead became meatshields and piled towards him, slowing him down for me to use a spell that dishes out actual damage. I could hear him screaming "Piss off you green shits!" followed by wet slams as his mace slammed into undead after undead, sending chunks of meat and black blood flying in all directions. He was effectively killing a few undead with each swing but they weren't supposed to last long in the first place.
I smiled as my spell finished preparing. "Seriously though, being so low level really increases the cast time for spells. I really need to grind out some levels soon. Eat a Flaming Whirlwind you meatball!!" The tornado of fire formed, taking a quarter of my mana this time due to all the level ups I had acquired. It tore through the battlefield in the direction I had aimed it but I had little control on it beyond that. The thing sucked up and burnt anything in its path. Undead and the people fighting them alike were burned and tossed around as the flaming whirlwind tore around.
It eventually stopped and what was left behind was dozens of undead that had been burnt to a crisp as well as 2 guards and several slaves.
Oops...
"Shouldn't I be trying to rescue the remaining slaves and not burning them do death? Ah shit I was... right, stop thinking and more killing. Stupid bad habit." I finished surveying the scene of carnage and saw that the captain I was fighting was mostly unharmed other than some ash covering his armour and his mace looking little hot to the touch he was fine. Damn, shouldn't he have at least taken more damage than some charred armour? "Man I really wish I could see health bars again, that would be so usefu- Woah man chill!"
I had to back up and duck as a mace nearly took me out right then and there. "Alright I get it, less talking more fighting. Fine." I started to create fireballs and launch them like a mobile turret as I strafed around the big guy and focused the rest of my mind on making more undead. I tried to resurrect a soul-caged ogre as well but that was going to take a while so I kept it active while I fought, The fireballs pelted the big captain but did little other than blow up on his armour. The fireballs that he dodged flew haphazardly into the walls, floor, ceiling and sometimes the odd guard or slave. I even smacked the angry captain in the face with a stray fireball, causing him to cough and sputter some colourful insults before staring daggers at me as he tore his way through the undead towards me. That's not good.
The fireballs kept raining down but did little to nothing so I stopped firing them as they were eating my mana however slowly it was and charged an Ice Shardblast. The big captain swung and slammed the ground, missing me by an inch, causing me to sweat a bit and call in the cavalry.
The soul-caged ogre came charging and slammed its big fist into the big captains face. The swing held some power and stopped him in his tracks but didn't exactly hurt him too much. Still this was good since I now had something to tank for me. I laughed in glee as I finished resurrecting the second soul-caged ogre and promptly sent him to join the other soul-caged ogre.
"Fight me head on you coward! Are you going to hide behind your minions the entire time?! Have you no shame?!" screamed the big captain as he swung his mace at one of the soul-caged ogres, rending a chunk of meat off of its arm but also taking 2 fists to the face and chest which sent him reeling. I followed up the combo attack of the duo up front and fired my ice shardblast as well and started summoning another soul-caged ogre but this wasn't going to end so swiftly it seemed as the other captain joined in the fight and hacked away at the 2 ogres. His aid alleviated pressure from the big captain and they started to make quick work of the first soul-caged ogre.
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As the ogre was about to die I was nearly done with my next ice shardblast but wouldn't make it in time so I did the next best thing. "Fire in the hole!"
My scream startled the 2, causing them to quickly look at me to see what I was doing, allowing the dying undead to self detonate. My face had a look of glee as the thing went kaboom, and with a surprising amount of force too. Does the explosion depend on the strength and size of the undead? interesting. I'll have to experiment some more on that later. Fun later fight first.
The explosion from the soul-caged ogre ripped through the air and made a deafening boom as the explosion burst outward from the epicentre. The big captain who was at ground zero was hit pretty badly but the angry one was mostly unharmed. The big captain had most of his chestplate and armguards torn the shreds, leaving scraps of metal and his bare body exposed and bleeding from the blast, while the angry one just had a crack on his arm and some charred armour.
"Cough... what the hell cough was that! D-did the undead ogre just blow up??" said the big captain as he coughed up a storm. He saw the angry captain heading towards the other soul-caged ogre and yelled out in panic.
"Oi Jarrm! Careful with the other ogre, it might go boom like its friend! Don't get near that thing!". His warning did nothing to dissuade the Jarrl, who kept charging forwards while angrily yelling back as he hacked at the arm of the soul-caged ogre, hacking it clean off in one go.
"I'm not like you Berk! I can dodge unlike your fat ass! Now help me take care of this thing after you've healed a bit! That necro'll probably be summoning more of these things while we chat around you know!"
"Shit, you guys remembered about me. Don't mind me and keep chatting guys. Really. I'm fine alone!" As I screamed the last bit I fired my ice shardblast at Jarrl along with several fireballs. I was starting to run dry on mana and pulled out a mana potion to chug. As I was chugging it a dagger slammed into my right arm, piercing my armour and sending a jolt of pain through it.
I coughed and sputtered as I quickly dashed backwards, looking around. I only downed half the potion before the rest splashed everywhere so I wasn't going to regen as much mana but somethings better than nothing I guess. I saw the perpetrator, Jarrl, give me a smirk as he dodged the fist of the ogre.
He looked towards me for a second and said "That looks like it hurt. Guess you won't be getting any mana for your undead. How sad." His voice made me real pissed off for some reason, unlike Berk's. Something to do with his whole 'I'm a douche' attitude that got under my skin. That made me pump all of my mana into finishing the resurrection spell and commanding the rest of my soul-caged undead to charge him. The remaining 8 soul-caged goblins ran madly towards Jarrl and Berk. They were commanded to blow themselves up when they were going to die. At least they would do something I guess.
Jarrl smirked as he once again taunted me, causing me to be even angrier, before I calmed down. I pulled out the dagger in my arm and let the passive healing of my armour take care of the wound. If it was poisoned the passive of the armour should take care of it unless it was a decently strong poison. This armour's passive was the only good thing in this situation because my lesser undead were being slaughtered and nearly finished. There was a smattering of 14 undead goblins here and there fighting the remaining 3 guards. It looked like there was only 24 slaves were still alive and the golems had all been finished off now. The remaining slaves were also all exhausted and several were injured, though whether it was by the golems, my undead, or me I wasn't going to say. This really wasn't turning out as I had expected and was getting just a tad tiresome. i was contemplating doing some spam summoning while I booked it but got a couple of ideas, one of which I wanted to try out rather badly. It seemed funny to me and I liked funny ideas.