The Art Of Necromancy (3)

Ashton stared at the boss across the opening in front of the room. Soon enough, the Undead Generals also began pulling out of the next room. 

The boss resembled a humanoid like Goliath, but the human part of the humanoid was long ago. Instead, what Ashton saw was a walking chunk of flesh and bone consisting of hundreds of individuals who were sent to explore the cave before them. 

As for the generals, they were pretty simpler to the shadow soldiers Ashton raised from death now and then. The resemblance between the two was too much to be a coincidence. 

Someone had left these soldiers behind to protect the treasure from getting into the wrong hands. It was probably a Precursor's curse that took such a horrifying face.

All five were at least ten feet tall giants, looking down on their prey until their eyes met. Ashton thought he was seeing things for a moment, but the dungeon boss smiled at the generals as if he was reuniting with long-lost friends.