Swinging fierce white bones collided time and again, tearing through the air's humidity with the scraping breeze. Under the moonlight, in the skeletal arena, sinister Skeletons spectated with pale flames burning within their skulls, and vile Undead whispered in chilling tones, as if concocting some devious plot.
"Scrambled eggs with tomatoes," a Skeleton said, giving a thumbs-up to an approaching comrade, "My friend is from the Culinary Society, and I've traded precious ingredients from the City of Wandering for his service tonight. I never tire of this dish, scrambled eggs with tomatoes."
Another clash of white bones erupted in the arena.
A Lich sighed, "I can only try tomatoes tonight; I've already gone overboard with my meat intake at noon, why are Slime Balls also classified as meat?!"
