They were surrounded on both sides.
"Should we fight or run?" Harold asked, his voice filled with fear and anxiety.
Captain Elara quickly scanned their surroundings, trying to find a way out. "We can't stay here. We need to find another escape route."
They turned towards the left, hoping to find a way out, but their hopes were dashed as they saw a large horde of skeletons approaching from that direction. The clattering of bones and the sinister glow of their eye sockets sent shivers down their spines.
"Not that way," Miya muttered, her voice trembling slightly.
"Let's try the other side!" Hazel suggested, pointing to the right.
They made a desperate dash towards the right, only to find themselves at the edge of a dark, eerie territory. The air was thick with a malevolent presence, and the ground seemed to pulsate with an unnatural energy.
"It's the Wraith King's territory," Amina said, her voice barely a whisper. "We can't go there."
