The dark man nodded. "I understand your reasoning. it shall be done." with a snap of his fingers, the golem of clay dissapeared, melting into a mound of mud. the Necromancer coudn't have more than one golem out at a time. he concentrated, willing particles of air to move... faster... faster... suddenly, a Golem of pure fire appeared. "Much more fitting for defense than that pack of mud anyway."