A powerful necromancer bought me—the healer and the mage of life—at a slave market.
He struck a deal with the demons of Hell. In exchange for eternal youth, he agreed to find an amulet of the Lord of the Dead. And I must help him with that.
I have absolutely no desire to make life easier for my dark-magic enemy.
Only the threads of fate are stronger than us. And divine marks of truth even mark necromancers.
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