Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect Novels & Stories

Behind him and all around him, all the dead guard that has faced him has already being reincarnated as a Skeleton Knight, that moves together with him, clearing his every step of the way unhindered. By the moment, Alfred reached the Main Plaza, The skeleton Knight Army has already reached 60, Skeleton Knight is not your average monster, it was actually categorized as Threat Level 2 Monster as to make a Skeleton Knight, the necromancer has to combined 3 dead bodies to make one Skeleton Knight. And Naturally Skeleton Knight were the best choice in this battle as they were able to move like humans fluidly, and also, in this context, them being all Threat level 2, meaning that no Knight that wer

However, more skeletons came crowding over. Over on Saiba's end. Two of his men set up defenses at once. Two five-meter-long spears appeared in each man's hand, burning brightly with spiritual flames that pounced on the incoming skeletons. Both men were of peak Ambience level, and the skeletons were crushed in an instant. However, there were too many skeletons, and they quickly filled the square again in the blink of an eye. There were even more skeletons charging into the square.

Suddenly the wind kicked up, hard and fast, tearing through the hollow like a scream. Nova jerked back. "We need to go." Atlas hesitated. "We haven’t seen what—" "We seen enough!" Wren shouted over the wind. A shape shifted behind the tree. Not human. Not animal. Just... wrong. They ran. Feet slipping in the mud, branches lashing at their arms, breath burning. They didn’t stop until the air turned light again, the shadowline behind them. Back at the Bone House, they collapsed in a heap. No one spoke for a long while.

she continued, throwing both hands up, “you’re suddenly a billionaire? No, the billionaire. The face behind one of the world’s most powerful luxury empires? So yes, this is more than ‘a lot.’ This is completely insane!” I nodded slowly. “I get that. You’re right to be upset.” Her arms crossed over her chest like she was physically trying to protect herself from me. “How can I trust you?” she asked, voice lower now. More vulnerable. “How do I even know you’re not some serial killer pretending to be a bodyguard pretending to be a billionaire?” A laugh escaped my lips. I couldn’t help it. “If I was a serial killer, Sloane… you’d probably be dead by now.”

she asks as she should be walking towards them. “Niffa no!” Rico shouted as she look back towards him, he was nodding his head sideways while his eyes were pleading her not to go. She was confused about what was happening, but she remembered that they were in a great light. They suddenly saw Seres crawling in front of them while his skin are burning slowly. “You! How dare you use the great light to defeat me!” Seres said as his flesh are melting. They were shocked as they watch his flesh melts and slowly turn into a skeleton. Then they felt a sudden burning sensation on their skin.

player 6 declared. "This is bad." Audella whispered. "Let's get down to business and kill them!!" player 5 declared and immediately attacked them. Audella managed to kick the guy's hand. Eleonna immediately picked up his swiss knife. Player 6 was approaching her way so she threw the sharp glass in her pocket to his feet. She did it with full force that the glass was badly buried in his leg that made him fall, but Eleonna didn't see player 3 coming from behind her. Player 3 managed strike her head that caused her to fall as well.

"Shields!" ​The front rank locked together on instinct, the metallic clang of overlapping rims ringing through the vault. They formed a wall of steel between the rising giant and the company. Kaelen stepped in beside Astrid, his blade catching the stuttering silver light of the dying runes. On the opposite flank, Lucien twirled a single throwing knife before settling into a crouch. ​No one dared to breathe. ​The creature's head finally cleared the ledge. ​It wasn't a beast. It looked human—a giant, broad-shouldered man carved from weathered granite.

My father, trembling with anger and sorrow, asked if the school's security footage near the warehouse could be pulled up. The footage showed me, struggling to stay on my feet, barely dragging myself as I made my way back. But before I could even reach the door, I collapsed hard on the ground, blood pouring from my body. Meanwhile, just a short distance away, Yolana was happily walking hand-in-hand with my father, who was sending her off to school with a smile. If only he had noticed, if only he had looked closer—maybe he could've seen me. The footage continued to the day of my death. They saw Yolana open my door and, without a second thought, throw my lifeless body next to a trash bin.

Warden. The impact shook the cavern. I moved. I couldn’t fight like them without worrying about Aria’s bond pulling me apart. So I put myself between Elias and the skeletons, white wolf vs. undead army. Teeth, claws, blood. The skeletons didn’t feel pain, but they broke. They shattered under my jaws, under Darius’s claws, under Elias’s sword when he shifted back to use it. Kade was holding the Warden’s attention, tearing at its fused limbs, but the thing was adapting. Every time he ripped something off, red light pulled it back, reformed it stronger.

Thousands of skeletons, whose bodies still carried the armor of wars from a hundred years ago, rose one by one from deep under the ground. There were no pupils in the sockets of their eyes, but a strange blue light was coming out from there. In their hands were rusty swords and shields, but at Sophia’s command they now became shiny like diamonds. My uncle Rohing Singh and little Sophia were watching this scene in astonishment. Uncle whispered, “Sophia, I knew the spirits of this royal lineage were waiting for your command, but I never imagined they would respond like this.” The battle began below. When my father’s soldiers saw the dead skeletons rushing toward them, panic spread among them.