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Ancient Bones
Old bones snap and pop to life. Knuckles flex and creak, dust sifts between rib cages. Twin blue flames blaze like miniatures moons, azure pinpricks flashing into life. The catacombs blink into life, crypts and coffins are slowly emptied as the former inhabitants take up arms against the intruders.
An unholy scream pulls itself from hundreds of lungless ribcages. Former victims are left upon the ground, desiccated husks.
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