"Dad" Ray's voice broke. His eyes were watery as tears streaked down them.
"Arghhhh," He groaned slightly. Looking over at his shoulder, he found a bone sticking out of his arm while the arm was bent at an odd angle.
"Damn you fucking undead," Ray spat blood as he wiped his face.
Looking down at his body, he found his armor in tatters with the armor one half of it completely destroyed while the other was covered in cracks.
"Guess that's how far this armor goes. Farewell, friend," Ray says, taking off the armor; it turns into various particles.
Taking off the armor, he stands straight with great difficulty. With his upper body bare, one could see his well-toned muscles and finely crafted six-pack abs.
Not to mention the silvery scales running down his whole body as they gave off a faint luster.
Then, tilting his head slightly; he looked at the Skeleton Knight standing in its place while a lone warrior ran up its back.
