Caged?: X

Before the dust was cleared, Red Rose had done what she had wished to do. She had caused such a commotion merely based on instinct. She believed that every ability had a flaw. Just like how Barbarians were blessed with physical prowess that could not be equalled by any other race of this world yet could not control the elements, Red Rose believed that there was a flaw to the Necromancy class. She had tested out blocking his vision on a whim, for that was what her instincts screamed at her, but to think she was actually right.

To her credit, it was not entirely a guess. Chief Priest Kaka referred to the reanimated Wind Demons as puppets, and this led Red Rose to wonder what it was that a puppeteer relied on to control his puppets. Was it the strings that kept the puppet tethered to its master? Or was it the master’s eyes that allowed him to freely direct the strings and control what the puppet would do? Red Rose wagered that the latter was more likely. Besides, she didn’t know what to