Chapter 99

Chapter 99

In the dark, secluded forest, Baron and Oswald stood before an army of 500 men. The moon's eerie glow cast shadows amongst the towering trees, adding an otherworldly atmosphere to their mysterious undertaking. Baron held a gleaming cup in his hand, the metal shimmering in the dim light. With a knowing glint in his eyes, he began a swift incantation, sending a wave of energy through the air. The cup responded, its surface slowly emanating a soft, ethereal glow.

Approaching the first soldier in line, Baron dipped his blade into the cup, gliding the sharp edge across the soldier's thumb with a practiced hand. The soldier winced, a drop of crimson blood staining the blade. Baron moved swiftly down the line, repeating the process with each man until finally, the cup was filled with their life essence.

With an air of confidence, Baron lifted the cup, his voice deep and commanding. Another incantation fell from his lips, resonating through the forest like a sinister chant. As if a