Day 2: The Skeleton.

Herobrine made this skeletal archer for long range attacks. Deep in his laboratory, he crafted it from bones, string, and sticks. The thought: o Kill, kill, shoot, shoot, kill, killo was pounded into ito s head (or skull) from second it was borno ¦

The telltale sound of the arrow whizzing past your head, barely missing you. Barely inflicting wounds upon your poor soul. We all despise that sound. That noise. Because it means damage, chaos, hostilityo ¦ Skeletons. The bony creatures might as well have a flashing sign above their heads saying: o HEY, Io M HERE TO SHOOT YOU AND MAKE YOUR LIFE MISERABLE!o But thereo s nothing more satisfying than the sound of them taking damage, for a turn. That familiar bone-cracking sound is music to everyoneo s earso ¦

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