Lord of Mirrors

The rumors claimed that Lord Roth was capable of becoming anyone in his presence. Before today Callie had always dismissed those claims as mere hearsay, yet there she was standing in front of herself. Her heart was racing and hands couldn't stop shaking; which made the undead army behind her to flail about like dying fish. It had also been suggested that the tyrant had the ability to mimic people's gifts, and for obvious reasons Callie wasn't exactly thrilled that he might also be able to raise the dead. Between drawing her sword and advancing her army Callie inhaled sharply. She told herself that she traveled all the way here to kill this monster and that's exactly what she was going to do. 

"Do you really want to kill yourself little girl?" Lord Roth demanded reminding her that revenge would cost her her young life. Without responding Callie glanced back at the thousands of soldiers in her undead army, all of them fell victim to Lord Roth in one way or another. She knew what she had to do.