The discovery sent a chill down their spines as the skeletal monsters lumbered towards them with eerie determination. Bones creaked and rattled with each step, their hollow eye sockets devoid of life.
"What the hell…" Bruce said.
While Bruce said that, Diane felt shivers. The skeletons were definitely humans, after all. In a desolate realm shrouded by darkness, there exists a menacing horde of skeleton monsters. These ghastly creatures, devoid of any flesh on their skeletal frames, roam the land with a bone-chilling purpose. Each of these skeletal warriors clutches a weapon, a fragment of bone, in their bony grasp.
Polished white bones form the structure of their bodies, gleaming under the pale light that filters through the gloomy skies. These creatures vary in size, some towering above others with elongated limbs. In contrast, others are smaller and more nimble, possessing an eerie grace in their movements.
