Death Knight

Anse sensed the change in their attitudes but gave it little thought. Displaying strength was itself the most effective way to earn respect.

He cast the Light Spell cantrip several times in succession, enchanting more than twenty arrows with Light Spell. The quiver was like it held a tiny sun, its glare dazzling.

Sergei understood at once. He took the quiver and slung it over himself, then drew his bow and nocked an arrow.

With a twang, the glowing arrow flew dozens of meters and buried itself deep in the wall, illuminating an area more than ten meters around it.

"Move." Anse gestured, and the group followed the lights onward.

Sergei shot as he walked, firing an arrow every few dozen meters, alternating between the two sides at a neither-too-high-nor-too-low height. Like two rows of streetlamps, they lit up the dark passage.

"How long will it last?" Elise asked.

"Nearly two hours," Anse replied.

The Light Spell was only a cantrip and consumed very little. He could keep casting it indefinitely. If he wished, he could turn darkness into daylight.

After turning into a branch passage on the right, Gada, who was walking at the front, quickly spotted a Flaming Skull frozen into a lump of ice. The green flames atop it had already gone out, making it look like an utterly ordinary skull.

Bang!

He stomped on the skull. The ice shattered, and the skull sank deeply into the ground, several cracks appearing across its surface.

"That won't work. You need to splash it with Holy Water or cast Dispel Evil and Good to destroy its essence."

Anse stepped forward, took a bottle of Holy Water from his Dragonhide Pouch, uncorked it, and poured it over the skull as evenly as possible.

Amid a fierce sizzling energy reaction and