"Let us mourn the great scholar with heavy hearts."
Before the citizens' square, Cecilia faced White Stone City's guards, assembled and ready to march. Her voice was heavy with grief.
"The scholar devoted his life to this city's prosperity and to fighting the Necrotic Plague. We survived instead of becoming the Plague Lord's minions because of the plague medicine he created."
"But our cunning enemies turned their claws on him! They also destroyed the factory and warehouse where his medicine was made!"
"Their goal is clear: to use their vile plague to turn us all into undead servants of the Plague Lord!"
"Warriors, we cannot sit and wait for death. The enemy is to the north, and the Imperial Legions are on their way. We will march north, engage the enemy, and wipe them out!"
Tim, Marco, and Phil, the three knight captains, were the first to shout, "For the scholar!"
"For the scholar!"
"For freedom! For survival!"
"For freedom! For survival!"
"The troops are ready to fight," Bai Xiaowen said, watching from the attic of the Lord's Manor.
"I must protest, boss!"
From inside the Black Soul Stone, Zombie Doctor complained in his spirit form, "I'm an important researcher. You should be protecting me... But what did you do? You used me as bait! If I die a few more times, I'll forget all the valuable knowledge in my head!"
"If you forget it all, you won't be worth much anymore," Bai Xiaowen said.
Zombie Doctor drew his head in. "...I was exaggerating, boss! Death does cause some loss, but if you give me a little Soul Essence, I can still remember what I've forgotten!"
"Good. But I'm short on Soul Essence too, so use it sparingly. If you need any, ask Delifa. Stay in the Lord's Manor for