Even a single coin can defeat a hero. Necromancers have to eat instant noodles, too.
I'm Ada, a necromancer the Association kicked down from Grade D to the lowest rank, Grade E.
I hear I used to be a wealthy noble, but my family fell on hard times. (And it seems the family wasn't the only thing that fell.) The only necromantic craft still around is piecing together a pile of bones into skeletons to do odd jobs.
But what can skeletons do these days? Hand out flyers on the street, queue up to buy limited-edition eggs for people, and occasionally get me into trouble.
That is, until a Grade B mission slip stamped with a silver rose and a luxury car came crashing through my front door...
...By the way, skeleton soldiers can actually wield AKs and RPGs, too.
