Chapter 12

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The Obsidian class golems started to march into the camera"s view to put the threat down before it began. “Surrender immediately,” the lead golem said in a highly mechanical voice. “That"s a bad idea,” Tinea said at once and continued. “They are facing Zolar,” she finished “The blade of animation,” Melissa finished her sentence as they continued to watch. Zolar"s form was that of a thin, black knight with silver energy crackling around him constantly, in his right hand was a long, slender blade that Pen assumed was his original form. This being turned towards the ones who approached him and tilted his head a little to the side, curious, just for a second. “Minions of steel, minions of mortals, who"ve never lived at all, hear my call and get a reason to live,” Zolar said, raised his lef

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