Chapter Eight
The midknight gave no indication she heard her speak. she made no movement and her eyes remained closed. "you're not fooling anyone, you know." she said louder. again, the midknight remained silent.
Chapter Seven
"you're a midknight! midknights are the undead king's elite warriors! of course he's your master! how could he not be?" "because i have no masters." nadirah replied.
Chapter Four
The memory of the midknight returned to taiyra like a slap to the face. "now you care about who i am?" the midknight snapped irritably. "yes..." taiyra croaked.
Chapter Five
She turned her head to give the midknight a playful wink. "she's also a good friend of mine, so be on your best behavior." "hmph." was regara's only reply as she looked the midknight over, her arms crossing her chest defensively.
Chapter Eleven
Released from the midknight's grasp, the ghoul tried to scramble away, but tripped over his own feet and fell to the ground. "he can't have me back! i won't have it!" he screamed, crawling awkwardly away from the midknight. "well, that answers that."
Chapter Two
Taiyra cried out in fear, shock dulling any pain, and tried to pull away, but the midknight's grip was unbreakable. before the druid's eyes, the midknight's injuries began to heal.
Chapter Twelve
"meet grukur bloodfang, my very first midknight." malthamus announced cheerfully. "midknight. rather clever isn't it? ah, but maybe you remember him as a different name? perhaps as..."
Epilogue
"arise, midknight!" the voice ordered. "arise and serve your master!" "your will commands me," she heard herself chant subserviently. "for i serve master malthamus now. and forever."
Death's Rejected Child - Intro
So fearsome, that the king of the undead, malthamus, wanted her for himself, and he had her killed so that he could resurrect her into one of his elite warriors that he called midknights._ _while under the undead king's control she committed some mighty atrocities
Chapter One
"do you fear us now, midknight?!" sneered one of the orks. they circled around their prey like hunting hyolfs, growling and flexing threateningly. the doe lifted her head slowly. one eye was swollen almost completely shut.