Undead Ambush

~RUMBLE!~

By the time they heard the noise, it was already too late.

The group was already surrounded by the enemy, as well as a terrible bog of the same poison that was slowly killing a lot of the members.

"T-this is…!" 

Even though they were in the dome, none of the more perceptive Dragons could deny everything they sensed—or everything they could see.

"... This is bad!"

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The undead army of dragons approached, a terrifying sight against the darkening sky. 

Their skeletal wings flapped with an eerie, hollow sound, and their empty eye sockets glowed with a ghostly purple light. Each dragon's body was a twisted mass of bones, some still bearing tattered remnants of flesh and scales. 

The ground trembled as they moved, their massive, clawed feet crushing everything in their path. Dead trees snapped like twigs, and broken rubble broke apart as even and the earth cracked under their weight.