(Amara POV)
"This is bad," Zamil said as he directed another one of the villagers into the confirmation room. Almost half of the people who came here on suspicion are being possessed by the spirits.
I looked at the long queue in worry.
"They must be making an army or something" Soren cursed. He was sitting on the ride side of Zamil and Neith on the left side. I was standing behind them.
Suddenly a warrior came running in.
"Your majesty! Northeast side of the territory reported attack from corpse" he said in my ear making my eyes widen
"What is it?" Soren asked as I looked at him.
"Attack on the West coast side. I am going to go there and investigate" I said as all of them stood up.
"We will come as well," Zamil said as I shook my head.
"No. We can't waste time on these people.
