"What happened?!" Cecelia said. She rushed forward. The others quickly followed.
They reached a small clearing where one of the students had fallen to the ground and his face was sacred.
He pointed a trembling finger toward the shadows between two trees.
"Th-there! Look!"
Everyone turned their gaze in the direction he indicated.
From behind a cluster of glowing flowers, bones appeared.
A skeletal creature stepped into the forest.
Several students gasped, stumbling back. One of them clutched her staff tightly, ready to defend herself.
"W-what is that?! A… skeleton?" a boy said in a shocked voice.
"It's an undead beast!" shouted another.
"But… How?! There's no necromancer here!"
Another student said, "It must be Cecelia's skill. Her healing power… it's so strong it's waking up the dead."
"That's impossible," another one said.
"Healing magic doesn't—doesn't do this…"
The skeletal animal, resembling a long-dead wolf, took a hesitant step forward.
