Bone Duke's Personal Opinion

Demon Realm, Bone Duke's territory.

The Purple-robed One sat in a room shrouded in darkness, the only light coming from the screen before her.

This was Bone Duke's private theater, and the movie playing on the screen was the recently released "The Shining."

The story had reached its end. The male lead was chasing his son through the garden with an axe when two clusters of Soul Fire lit up beside the Purple-robed One.

The Purple-robed One instantly grabbed the staff at her side and rose to her feet.

"I never thought Nolan's most powerful Spellcaster would be frightened by this kind of movie too."

Bone Duke's voice lit all the Source Crystal Stone lamps in the room. This sage had been living in Bone Duke's territory for nearly half a month after Joshua's introduction.

""The Shining" does an excellent job building psychological horror. At the very least, while watching it, I could feel that suffocating fear of being trapped," the Purple-robed One said.

"But at heart, you were still frightened by those undead things inside it." Bone Duke came before the Purple-robed One and looked down at her pale cheeks. "An undead being frightened by undead beings. How embarrassing."

The Purple-robed One looked at her pale arm without saying a word.

"So? Have you adapted to living on as one of the dead, Sage?" Bone Duke asked mockingly.

"Other than losing my sense of touch and taste, everything else feels no different from being human. The magic within my body has not diminished either."

The Purple-robed One had long prepared herself for this. She looked toward a full-length mirror hanging in the room. Aside from being a little pale, her reflection had not changed much at all.

"I'm beginning to understand why those people in the Necromancer Association pursue