Idan stabbed forwards with his dagger, catching the skeleton between the ribs and stepped to the side, trying to drag the skeleton into his previous location just at the edge of the cliff. Rocks and dirt tumbled to the ground, and Idan was dangerously close to falling, but the maneuver worked out and now both he and his opponent were to close to the edge. The ground had begun to shake, and both Idan and the skeleton stumbled, luckily towards the edge but away from each other. Idan recovered first and kicked out at the skeleton, his foot connecting with the pelvis. The skeleton fell back and it's sword arm slammed against the edge of the cliff and it fell down to the ground, leaving the skeleton weaponless. He turned, catching a glimpse of the [i]thing[/i] that was pulling itself from the cliffside. He shuddered. Was this the work of some sorcerer? Or was something else at work here? No mortal should be able to call up a monstrosity like that.

Emilia had been coming to assist him, but had now found herself on the ground, winded. He cursed. Things were suddenly looking much worse than they had when it was just skeletons they were fighting.

"Those not cursed with the dark sign, move quickly, get out of here," the undead began. Idan listened as he made his way towards the future fire-keeper, keeping the remaining skeletons at bay with his blade. It was true that the undead would carry on if he were slain... But if he was not mistaken, did death not take a toll on the undead's sanity? Every death was a step closer to becoming Hollow. Though... There weren't many options left. He knelt down and helped Emilia up to her feet.

"It is your choice, fire-keeper. Do we flee?"