C427 Mo Fann's Power

The elder with white hair produced a flute and began to play a hauntingly beautiful melody. The sound wafted through the area, stirring the zombie-like creatures into a semblance of wakefulness. With various roars and bizarre noises, each appeared more formidable than before.

The ethereal sound was a potent weapon in its own right. Under its influence, many things were bound to change