Before him was a vast horde of skeletons—an army of bones, marching in perfect formation. Clad in armor and wielding swords, spears, and shields, their levels were low individually, but their sheer numbers were overwhelming.
Varis quickly counted at least 1,500 skeleton soldiers, all moving with purpose, as if they had a singular objective. He had never seen anything like this before. These weren't like the wild, aimless undead wandering in chaos—they moved like trained troops, disciplined and focused.
Unbeknownst to Varis, this was a detachment of Ron's skeleton army. Ron had previously split his forces to scout and explore the surrounding areas.
This particular group had completed their mission and was now returning to the Unlimited Labyrinth dungeon by Rons order.
Varis crouched low, his heart racing as he carefully retreated to report his findings. He knew this wasn't something his party could face without preparation.
