The Summoner Guild (On Hold)

Dominator of the Underworld

"Shields in front, archers in back!" Kyle yelled as the first wave of undead were already clashing against his goblins, who now thankfully outnumbered the gremlins as they were all summoned together. Though, against the tide, his seventy minions hardly looked like a force at all as the undead attempted to overwhelm them by sheer numbers. Thankfully, Morgan now had two elementals under his command, and each of them detonated in the center of the undead horde which lowered their numbers, but it still seemed pointless as more and more undead were somehow being summoned through the black barrier around the walls of the room. They were appearing from every direction, thus Kyle had to make his goblins and gremlins create something like a circular shield wall around both him and Livana as his archers fired a never ending stream of ineffective arrows into the horde. Though while Kyle's minions were being ineffective, Livana's green slimes were having a moment of bliss as their large masses were able to completely cover up to five undead at a time before eating them and moving onto the next group. However, it still wasn't enough as Kyle was loosing minions at an alarming rate.

"Servants, gather before me!" Kyle casted his basic summoning spell again to replenish his lost forces, though the situation didn't seem to change at all despite the extra troops. As Kyle panicked about his situation, both side's forces were annihilated by Morgan flying through them before landing on his feet with a grunt, though he still had his normal smile on his face.

"Not bad old man! But not good enough!" Morgan yelled out confidently before two more explosions could be seen past the horde of undead as his elementals detonated once again, this time catching the old general in the explosion.

"Old man?! I have had it with you and your disrespect!" Tiril yelled out with the flames around him vanishing in an instant to reveal that he was unharmed.

"Then come! This will not end until one of us is dead!" Morgan laughed like a lunatic before leaping forward as Tiril somehow started flying through the air to meet him. The two clashed in the air, sending a small shock wave through the air that make Kyle shield his eyes before he had to return to his own conflict.

"Servants, gather before me!" Kyle yelled out again, holding his head as he was starting to feel the strain of having to many minions at once. Though thankfully, now the numbers between goblins and undead seemed to be getting slightly closer as his minions fought against the horde of bones. And with Livana's help, the tides started to turn until Kyle heard Tiril's voice once again over the moans of the undead of the yelling of the goblins.

"Gather your might into one and feast upon the flesh of our foes!" Tiril yelled, and Kyle watched as over half of the undead in the room started jumping on top of each other, soon creating a giant mountain of corpses until they all started to fall off of each as a new and giant opponent rose from the center. It looked as if all of the undead had combined, and a large zombie torso climbed out of the mountain of undead, scanning it's many eyes around the room only once before roaring loudly and sending a new wave of smell throughout the room which already completely reeked thanks to Kyle's minions combined with the undead.

"That's on you Livana! I'll keep the other busy!" Kyle announced as he saw that his minions were still busy with the never-ending stream of undead that were pouring out of the black barrier on the walls.

"And how do you suppose my slimes can harm that?!" Livana asked sarcastically.

"I don't know, melt it's head off or something!" Kyle yelled out before the giant zombie raised one of it's fists and smashed it against Kyle's front lines, completely obliterating the goblins and gremlins underneath the limb while sending others flying away from just the shockwave created from the impact. "Sooner would be better!"