The originally dark as ink sky had a massive hole appear in the center, as if the heavens of this world had been pierced.
Blazing sunlight poured down from the sky, dispelling the bone-chilling cold of the harsh winter.
The menacing skulls rushing forth suddenly used their bony hands to block the sunlight.
The sunlight made them feel extremely uncomfortable, and the soul fire within their skulls dimmed considerably.
White steam emanated from their bodies, as if an invisible flame was burning their forms.
Clang, clang, the sound of weapons and armor falling repeatedly reached the ear.
Many of the fragile skeleton soldiers turned to ash under the sunlight's exposure.
"My corpse doves, my corpse doves."
The Bird Speaker let out a hysterical screech, clutching his hood tightly as fear flashed in his eyes.
The recent explosion had scared the Bird Speaker out of his wits.
The blast of the Exploding Shark was immense, nearly wiping out half of the corpse doves.