The skeleton was nearly done with its i-"her" transformation. If Noah was going to make a decision then it had to be now.
"Screw it, it's better to be safe than sorry." Noah assured himself. The moment he came to a decision, mana began to compress within both of his hands. With his strength, a full charge Manabolt should've sufficed, but in his mind, if the creature was even half as strong as powerful as that aura from before, then he couldn't afford to hold back.
But something stopped him.
"Mama!"
A high pitch squeal quickly extinguished Noah's gathering mana. Almost immediately, his gaze snapped towards Eve, his thoughts had yet to catch up to what she actually said until he saw the zombie scurrying towards the very being he was about to kill.
The skeleton's hair was still growing, yet the unfinished growth held no part in the skeleton's ability to move. The skeletal woman that Noah believed to be the shadowed figure from earlier, turned towards Eve running to her.
