Ragnarok Reaper, wielding a menacing scythe, spurred the dark horse into action, charging forward with an unstoppable momentum.
In the blink of an eye, shadows manifested behind him, multiplying into a legion of phantom figures. Each shadow bore a scythe, mirroring the leader's own weapon.
The horde of shadowy entities moved in synchronized harmony with the dark horse, creating a haunting tableau of destruction.
As they traversed the battlefield, a wave of decay followed in their wake. The scythes of the shadowy companions sliced through the skeletal horde with an almost ethereal grace, reducing them to mere dust upon contact.
The sheer speed and precision of their movements left behind a trail of vanquished skeletons, crumbling into nothingness as the shadows danced through their ranks.
Ragnarok Reaper, atop his dark horse, remained an ominous figure at the forefront of the chaos.
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