Isloa has let her imagination run wild.
General Dead Bone is very straightforward, with his plan, once the rescue is completed, they all have more freedom to fight or retreat.
But if they have a chance to kill this strong enemy, they should seize the opportunity to do it once and for all. Dead men make the skeletons feel safest.
After all, this is the wilderness, General Dead Bone pondered for half a second and stopped considering his River of the Underworld's killing move. He also criticized himself for being distracted and contemplating his abilities.
He glanced around, his gaze lingering on a few players in a far-off team, then turned and strode toward his own group.
He left behind several players, standing frozen in place, their bodies covered in cold sweat, looking as if they had just been dredged out of the water.
It took them nearly ten seconds to suddenly wake up, their backs bent and breathing heavily, their constricted pupils still filled with lingering palpitations.
