Transmigrated as a Ghost

1With a deep frown on his face Marcus turned towards Mrazivý and beckoned her forward.      2

When she arrived, he made sure that she stayed out of sight while observing the surroundings as well.     

Soon she was wearing a similar frown to Marcus and an air of tension had built up around her.     

Using both of her hands she pointed one behind her signaling that she wanted to head back the way they came and the other she tapped her head with to inform Marcus she wanted to use telepathy to converse.     

Nodding his head, he agreed and the tow of them flew back deeper into the long tunnel where it was far less likely that anyone would pick up on their conversation.     

'I was really hoping that your hunch that necromancy might be involved was wrong, but it seems you were right.' Mrazivý said using her telepathy, a deep grimace on her face.     

'Yeah, I wish I had not been right as well. Just all the bone dust and the skins gave me a feeling. I found similar things when I fought a necromancer in the past.'