Jake stretched out his arms and twitched his shoulders. He was still getting used to his new body which was seething with dark energy.
“I think it’s time for a rematch,” he said, addressing the undead paladin.
The paladin grabbed the reins and mounted his horse once again. Raising his battle axe in the air he bellowed with rage, “You don’t deserve that staff! I have killed you once and I shall do so again. Prepare yourself!”
Jake tilted his head backwards and burst into a spell of maniacal laughter which took Emily by surprise. She had never seen him laugh like that; it seemed as if he was having a fit. “You think you have what it takes to defeat a Necromancer? That’s...that’s hilarious.” The creases around his eyes deepened as he shook with excitement. “Come on now. Give it your best
