Screams broke out behind the defense.
Formation collapsed in sections.
Before they could recover, Aiden moved again.
"Bone Prison."
The ground erupted.
Ribs of bone shot upward, forming cages around selected targets. Several fighters were trapped instantly, their movements restricted, their escape cut off.
The skeletons didn't hesitate.
They closed in.
And tore them apart.
From the walls, Shen Lu's expression tightened.
"…What the hell is this," he said.
Hao Jin exhaled sharply.
He muttered. "He's deciding how the battle goes."
Below, the pressure kept rising.
Aiden extended his senses further. Fresh bodies.
Fallen just moments ago.
"Grave Calling."
The ground stirred again.
Corpses began to move.
Slow at first.
Then they rose.
Not as they were before. Weaker. Slower. But still enough.
Still useful.
A soldier stepped back, staring in disbelief as someone he knew pushed himself up from the ground.
"…You're alive…?"
The corpse turned its head, then lunged.
