The ancient-looking ruins covered the entire mountain, the massive marble columns were sprouting up from the ground like the ribs of the gigantic beast - although if someone really wanted to compare the structure to bones, the entire mountain would have to be a necropolis.
In one short sentence - it was the final location of the game.
A group of people appeared amongst the ruins overtaken by vegetation and was looking around in shock and awe.
"Where exactly are we supposed to be? I would remember a place like this being recorded in the chronicles written by my family!"
A snow-white undead with brown hair gasped and run over to the nearest column and touched it with excitement.
"Claymore ā this might not be the best time for sightseeing."
A handsome young man with a tired expression and dark bag underneath his eyes ā that somehow only added to his charm instead of being a demerit ā breathed out and approached the androgynous snow-white undead.
