The human, driven by a relentless desire for survival, pressed his assault upon me.
In response, I summoned a legion of skeletons, their bony forms armed with bows and arrows, to aid me in the battle.
The air became a deadly tempest as arrows rained down upon the human, a storm of lethal projectiles aimed at ending his life.
He rolled and dodged, his movements a graceful dance of evasion, narrowly avoiding the deadly hail that threatened to pierce his flesh.
Yet, my own movements were precise and unhindered, my control over the skeletal army unwavering.
In a fleeting moment, I found myself back on my feet, ready to continue the relentless struggle against the human invader.
The battlefield became a symphony of chaos and destruction, the clash of opposing forces echoing through the air.
With each passing moment, the stakes grew higher, the intensity of the battle escalating.
But I remained steadfast, my determination unyielding.
