Chapter 38. The Reason Wings Rot in the Cave (6)
"Push forward!"
The first line of intruders who had entered the dungeon held iron shields. They jabbed fiercely at the skeletons with the sharp lower parts of their shields.
Crack, crunch!
For a moment, I had forgotten that sound. It was my first time hearing it in over a month. Yet, it was a sound I had grown all too familiar with over the past several decades. It was the sound of bones breaking.
"Pull! Yank it out!"
The dungeon's skeletons fell in a horrific state. The intruders pulled each skeleton one by one. They yanked out their cervical vertebrae and snapped their sternums. They grabbed the skeletons’ pelvises and flung them far away. The dismembered skeletons collapsed like sand.
No, it was a bit different. The sand scattered cleanly all at once. The remnants of the skeletons were more pitiful and miserable.
Thud. Thump. Thud. Thud.
Skeletons with their central parts pulled out turned into broken dolls. They rolled on the ground, kicked around carelessly, and scattered everywhere.
Clatter!
The sound of bones rolling echoed loudly in the dungeon. I heard the humans shouting to each other.