Clayton felt deeply uneasy as a stranger approached him in his current condition. He immediately tried to stand—at the very least, to avoid appearing completely defenseless when the person arrived.
With great effort, he pushed himself up, ordering his mini skeletons to form a protective circle around him.
Rumble!
But before he could fully rise, a violent tremor shook the ground, sending the already weak and unsteady Clayton crashing face-first into the dirt.
"Arghhh!" he growled, gritting his teeth against the now all-too-familiar pain.
Lying prone, he instinctively shielded his head. The tremor had caught him off guard. Was another giant skeleton about to emerge?
But after a tense few seconds, no monstrous enemy appeared. Instead, what approached was the unmistakable presence of a Six-Star Apprentice Mage.
