It would have been better not to say things like how skeletons or zombies might be preferable.

Clatter, clatter, clatter…

‘Grrroooaaar….’

‘Heeheeheeheehee~!’

The swarm of undead monsters approaching from all directions was enough to make my stomach churn.

Skeletons, ghouls, banshees… And there was plenty of variety among them, too: Skeleton Archers, Ghoul Warriors, Banshee Mages, and so on.

It was evident that, being in the Abyss, even the weakest of monsters had their own means of self-preservation. Complaining wouldn’t make the creatures swarming us disappear, so all I could do was keep my mouth shut, chant spells, and swing …