It was hard to count the number of skeletons present. It looked like over two dozen, but I could still hear the sounds of skeletons marching behind Obadiah. It wouldn’t surprise me if there were at least a hundred of those monsters, maybe more. Individually they probably weren’t very strong, but they outnumbered us considerably and I didn’t look forward to battling an army of reanimated skeletons.
Obadiah had not moved an inch from where he stood, standing very still as the skeleton army formed behind him. His red eyes were glowing with glee and he looked upon us like he was just imagining our screams of terror.
“Behold, the true power of mana,” said Obadiah, gesturing at the skeleton army behind him. “A small army of mindless, soulless skeletons whose sole purpose in life is to obey my
