The forces of darkness were insidious; not only could they make men betray one another, but they could corrupt and infect. One species had the capability to convert their foes into more of them - for every one of the troops that fell, a monster would arise in their stead. But though they had the strength in numbers, humanity endured. One soldier, as he lay dying, saw that a spirit was coming towards him. And so, with his last breath, as the monster sank it's fangs into him, stabbed it through the heart. Halfway behind man and monster, the man stood back up - alive, if not unchanged. The man fled from the battle field, horrified of what he had become - a shadowed, walking skeleton. Yet, though his body may have been transformed, his spirit was unbroken and his heart remained true. He had the power of a monster, yet the mind of a man. With the General and Hero behind him, the Skeleton was able to save those who were lost; the numbers that were lost were suddenly being restored. With the ability to actually decrease the number of the enemy, it seemed as if victory was in their grasp...but it was not enough.
