Although Renato did not know what spell his opponent had used to transfer his consciousness into another body after his flesh had died, the Necromancy Mage's abrupt change in fighting style convinced him that this was a killing move long in the making.
The frail, mutilated mage who had needed undead to support him just to stand on the deck now held his Enchanted Longsword with a rock-steady hand.
His footwork beneath the Plate Armor was still somewhat awkward, but every step was firm, and he shifted his weight quite smoothly.
Renato noticed that the armored knight had no spell component pouch at his waist, nor any gems or bone fragments between his fingers for casting.
After all, being able to cast in Plate Armor without material components was impressive enough in itself.
Armor often restricted gestures, metal interfered with magic power, and heavy helmets and gauntlets could also muddle incantations...
His opponent must have spent a long time studying and training to reach this level.
And for a Necromancy Mage to transfer his soul from one body to another while retaining all his spellcasting abilities, the cost and preparation involved surely could not have been the work of a few days.
The Necromancy Mage now possessed the speed and strength of an armored knight. Although his sword moves looked like textbook copies, the protection of his Plate Armor and the edge of his Enchanted Longsword made up for some of his deficiencies in technique, leaving him more than capable of crushing an ordinary warrior.
The one-handed sword engraved with necromancy runes clashed with the Silent Lady.
The dark halo on the Enchanted Longsword and the amber glow on the Black Sword flared simultaneously at the collision, and the clang of metal echoed through the enclosed cargo hold.
Renato felt