" What's that?! " He asked internally, turning his head in the direction of where the sound seemed to come from.
Hoo screech !!! Hoo screech!!!
Once again, the distinctive sound echoed, its source unknown.
Ossa, his guard up, looked around, finding nothing.
He wanted to move but felt if he did, it might be disastrous.
" What's going on, Mors?! " Ossa asked, his dark green eyes darting around in search of the creature responsible for the distinctive sound and his screaming warrior instinct.
As an immortal skeleton warrior, he did not feel fear and thus was not afraid of the unknown enemy yet his warrior instincts were screaming at him, warning him of the danger the unknown creature posed.
[...]
" Mors, a little help here " He requested again as the system did not respond to him.
