Reincarnated as a demon inside a dungeon

I flew outta the Dungeon’s entrance and caught the sight of Mira and the others having a fancy lunch underneath the tent... that’s unfair! I wanna have a fancy, homemade lunch instead of those preserved goods stored in the Storage!

Hah! I let my anger take over for a sec. That’s been happening sometimes after the war for some reason. Gotta focus on the bigger bastard here.

"Hey, Gara... wait! We’re sorry for having a party without you, but there’s no need to take out a bomb-!" - Mira

I ignored the flustered group and threw the handmade bomb at the rat’s supposed location.

A huge chunk of sand flew into the air when the bomb exploded, and along it was a set of dirty bones. A sand-colored skeleton had been blown to bits thanks to the bomb I threw at it.

"Wait, what’s that!?" - Mira

"...Garami. Keep the disrespecting of the dead to only when you perform necromancy." - Revi

"Don’t look at me with those eyes! And that thing wasn’t even dead... in one sense!" - Garami

I dragged the remains of the skeletons to show them.

"Hey, this guy’s weapon is made of gold! Mine!" - Mira

I glanced at the scimitar that Mira preyed out of the skeleton’s broken hand-