A skeleton soldier ran forward on bony feet, sword raised. Its jaws unhinged, opening wide to reveal nothing but a black void and the sound of screaming wind. The force blew my braid back and tugged at my tunic. “Rude,” I muttered, nearly choking on the scent of stale lilacs. Black, oily smoke spilled from the skeleton’s mouth, thickening and solidifying as it poured to the ground, forming thick ropes that slithered forward— “Oh, my gods!” I shrieked. “Not ropes! Not ropes! Snakes!” “Holy shit,” Delano gasped as Casteel shoved his sword through the back of the screaming skeleton. “That is so
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This is so funny and iss totally givinf quest squad vibees ahhhah
