The undead of ancient times.

With a roar that sent shivers down my spine the monster charged. It was almost as tall as the ceiling (Twice as tall as me) and fatter than five men side by side; very thick indeed. The damn thing was definitely a monster capable of eradicating us, there was no doubt about it. It had a shiny sword on its baldric and a massive axe on its hands. But the way it licked its lips, only made my blood go cold. It wanted to eat us, and that was clear as purified water.

It came towards us with blazing speeds. Given the size, that was surprising. The pirate who was in front was cleaved in two horizontally in the first swing. Oh boy, he was powerful.

What? My blood froze. With just one swing? My sweet, sweet brain was going crazy and numb.