The hair on Red's back was standing up as I quickly tried to gauge the situation. As I listened to the forest around me the faint rattling sound from earlier grew louder and louder as if it was approaching the location of where we were. Each time the rattling noise rang out around me I felt fear tickle down my spine.
It was a strange sensation, like sadness was slowly leeching into my limbs. Could this be what a status effect felt like? Eva tried to clear her head and remember what she had been learning over the last few months. However, the foreboding ice in her veins drew her eyes to a part of the forest in the distance.
Two small balls of blue fire appeared in the distant fog and what looked to be a skeleton with rags approached them. The two fireballs were sitting in the empty sockets of a skull. A page in one of the many books she needed to study at the school appeared in her mind. A skeleton was an undead that could only be defeated with magic.
