[h2][center][u][b][color=0076a3]Léon Reverdin[/color][/b][/u][/center][/h2]
The sight of the skeletons was quite alarming to Léon.  He didn't scream and flee like the Hundi mage did, but he still found it deeply unnerving to see those rattling crimes against nature emerging from the darkness.  As a cleric, he had been trained to fight undead, and knew more than one way to bring them down, but this was the first time the young Mayonite had actually run into hostile undead.  It was fortunate that his helmet concealed the worry on his face, for he did not want the others to realize how unnerved he was.

Unsurprisingly, Nuri was the first one into the fray.  For a Reonite paladin like herself, killing undead was probably a regular part of her job, Leon thought.  Even so, and despite his apprehension, Léon knew he couldn't let her handle this alone.  It was his duty as a Mayonite, and as a cleric, to aid her and protect his companions.  He was tempted to use his magic but even as unnerving they were, he knew that basic skeletons were fairly weak and that he ought to conserve his mana for more dire situations, so for now, his hammer would suffice.  With his resolve steeled, Léon gripped his hammer and rushed forward.

Léon swung his polehammer down on one of the skeletons with all of his might.  After the blow connected, he thrust his hammer forward at the next-nearest skeleton, striking with enough force to push it away from him, but not enough to break its ribcage.  It was his first fight against undead, and he wanted to be cautious, not just to avoid getting hurt, but also to avoid accidentally striking the wall, ceiling, or a companion with his polearm.