"Damian! We are running out of ammunition over here!"
"Captain! The monsters are breaking the front line!"
"Damian, we need more troops at the left flank!"
A man with dark brown hair and weary eyes ran forward, pushing some soldiers aside and lifting his gun, a military grade tank buster rifle.
He put his eyes to the scope and aimed it at the gigantic skeleton that was slowly approaching.
The thing was taller than the average man and made up of thick bones too large to be human.
"Tch."
Damien gritted his teeth as soft clouds of smoke drifted into the air from the cigarette locked between his lips.
'Nice and steady…'
The biggest problem was the skeleton's large shield, it was capable of warding off even the torrents to some extent.
He just had to wait for the perfect opportunity…
"Captain! The skeleton is getting clos—"
"Shut the fuck up!"
Boom!
The rifle breathed out fire as Damian accidentally squeezed the trigger, unloading one devastating shot at the Skelton.
