If I had to describe the Curse Binding Legion in one word, it would be "strong."
In two words, "very strong."
In a game, they'd be monsters with overflowing stats, the embodiment of the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect, ghosts crossing the border.
But who would have thought that such a march of the dead could actually exist in reality?
The assault of the Demon King's Army came to a sudden stop, mired in a stalemate. Louis slowly descended onto the walls of Birch Forest Fortress, speaking in a deep voice:
"Who is the general in charge here?"
As soon as he spoke, a legendary figure stepped forward.
"I am Grimmore, the head of the first border defense of Birch Forest Fortress, at your service, Your Majesty Louis."
Louis: ...
Really? Are outsiders always this flamboyant now when they see him?
He recalled his own heart nearly bursting out of his chest the first time he saw a legendary dragon years ago.
