One hundred Bone Dragons dove from the skies, casting a shadow over the once-bright heavens.
Sunlight streamed through their skeletal frames, illuminating their massive bodies as they swept downward bathed in a golden wheat-colored glow.
The mountain bandits in the camp looked up, their eyes widening at the sight. Upon seeing the brilliantly radiant Undead Bone Dragons, they rubbed their eyes in disbelief.
But when they realized it wasn't a hallucination, and that indeed a hundred Bone Dragons were descending rapidly,
pandemonium broke out across the entire territory.
"Roar!!"
Several streams of deathly breath swept through the fleeing bandits who hadn't managed to take shelter indoors,
reducing them into writhing heaps of agony before their flesh crumbled away to bare White Bone skeletons.
The ranks of these bandits weren't high; most were only Tier 1 or Level 2 at best, with the strongest barely reaching Level 4.
