Chapter 13: ’Rank Vicious’ Skeleton Monsters
A denting gust of wind escaped into the place, coupled with the fog; the place was drenched in cold, chilling, spine-tingling cold.
A rudimentary zephyr swirled and twirled around, and then, all the players froze.
The laughing young man and the lady paused as they listened to what was happening now.
There seemed to be a cacophony of the wind in the place, shrouding the ability to see clearly, as all they saw at this point was just the fog.
"This is expected," Devon said to Drahon, immediately summoning his scimitar-like sword and gripping it tightly.
Drahon nodded in the affirmative, also on guard, his stance fixed like he was ready to fight.
He summoned his SSS-ranked sword and also gripped it tight. This was the first time he was holding it, and it felt pretty majestic.
The touch was solid, and it felt like hard steel.
The other players summoned their weapons; some held axes, while others held spiky swords.
They were all alerted. They hadn’t seen a monster, but it was sure they would soon.
The attack just some minutes ago from the skeleton monsters started with a thick fog. Although not as complicated as this, it made the players have in mind how a Skeleton monster was about to come.
And so they all didn’t have to see them to know they were near. They half expected them to show up. Before, they were naive—Drahon included—who just looked around and wondered who was coming, not knowing what was to come.