[center][h1][color=f26522]Spooky and Friend[/color][/h1][/center]
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Spooky didn't noticed the Undead at first, but could hear the groans of the Zombies and then the clattering of the tattered armor of the skeletons filled the air. He knew the what the hidden enemies that were approached, before he could see them. He also didn't feel as if they were a threat to him. Almost as if they were his allies...

Regardless, they probably weren't there for him. More like their interest lied with his much smaller friend. Spooky wasn't sure the combat prowess of his ally so he moved up first. Moving forward slowly, at a equal pace of the Zombies. Each step he took threw loose grass and dust around his Sabatons. His massive weight causing a loud thud that could be distinctly heard over all the sound that the Undead hoard was making.

It didn't take long for him to meet the first group of Zombies. With just a few feet between the behemoth and the rotting bodies, Spooky drew his sword. Unsurprisingly enough, it took forever. He expected the massive blade to take some time, but it was slower than he could had imagined. So slow the zombies had already closed in on him, several of them biting down on his armor to just break their jaw against his hard Unholy armor. Unmoved by their weak attacks, Spooky swung the blade horizontally. The blade glowing a bright gold as it separated the zombies torso from their legs.

As the bodies went flying, his blade dropped hard to the floor beneath him. Almost making Spooky trip forward on its weight. He turned back and looked at Nyna. His embarrassed smile hidden under his cloak and armor. Not paying any attention to the Undead hoard circling him.