Fang Zhou led the massive Skeleton Army, traversing the rugged Frozen Tundra toward a higher-elevation hill. The clattering footsteps of the skeletons were particularly distinct in the silent night.
Sporadic Night Demons occasionally flashed out from the darkness. Some peered cautiously from afar, while others boldly launched probing attacks, but all were swiftly repelled by Fang Zhou's precise Skills and the relentless march of the Skeleton Army.
Seeing these once-hideous Night Demons, Fang Zhou breathed a silent sigh of relief. Away from the Town Ruins, everything seems to have returned to normal.
