“No, is this even the graveyard at all? The ground under the Clock Tower is also especially… Because that place is fundamentally different from the surface world, and contains crystallized remnants of Mystery… If that’s the case, is this place…”

Along with my mentor’s muttered words, something in the room changed.

The bones shook.

They floated into the air as if they were being tugged on by invisible strings and pieced together.

Just like that, skeletal soldiers stood up one by one. And in their hands, they carried gleaming weapons made of bone. Some of them held swords, others held spears, or even bows. From their equipment, it seemed that they were ancient soldiers.

And they were devouring magical energy.

Lord El-Melloi II's Case Files: The Atlas Contract; Chapter 4, Part 4