After Work

The last one fell the ground face first, mask shattering to reveal a skinless visage, just like the rest, this ironic puppeteer soon disappeared into a flurry of spirit life, just like the other soldiers, they didn't leave anything behind, making it seem as though the cave had never been full of enemies.

Milo glanced around, but there was nothing else to see here, the artificial cave only stretched down to this small room, it had been nothing but an attempt at concealing troops around, a rather poor attempt but one nonetheless.

A small pebble detached from the ceiling and bounced over his head, followed by great amounts of dust and gravel all over the place.

'Unbelievable…' the place was collapsing, coughing up dust as he swiftly made his way out, although he had avoided getting his clothes damaged, he now looked like a chinchilla after a dust bath.