Aelar was popping into and out of the shadows of the skeletons, killing them one after another. "This is taking to long", he thought to himself as the seventh one collapsed into a heap of bones. "Lets see if they like this", he murmured as he sheathed his sword. Taking a deep breath he pressed his hands on the ground. Suddenly tendrils of pure shadows lept from the ground grabbing up the rest of the skeletons and sucking them into the boundless void of shadow. "That took more out of me than I than i thought it would", Aelar thought to himself as he wiped the dirt from his hands. He put on his mask and exited the woods to help fight off the zombie horde.