Continue deeper.

With the costume of Rabbit's Foot fixed up, your party proceeds through the door. Immediately, you're met with a flight of stairs leading down. Every step you take, another blue flame ignites upon a sconce along the wall. You feel a chill through your body, and while it's difficult for you to explain, the air is harder to breathe. There's something rotten about it, and not just the scent. This entire place is cursed. It's no wonder it was abandoned. Though for them to not even take the responsibility to destroy it is incredibly... well, irresponsible. With a scowl, you make your way deeper--Niki in front of you, Snow, Amara, and Eva behind, and Lalarin is right beside you.

Finally, it stops at yet another doorway.

"Enough sneaking, more fighting!" Niki shouts before driving her boot directly into the door. The hinges snap, and the entire thing flies several feet into the room with a thunderous thud as it hits the ground. An eerie blue light casts down from above. It isn't as long of a room as the first, though it's wide, and your party is certainly not alone. "Hmm. Yeah, this is definitely an undead dungeon. Look at all the bones."

She isn't joking. Bones cover almost the entirety of the floor. There's a rattling up ahead. Suddenly, some of the bones in the middle of the room rise up into the shape of a man. He wields an old, rusty sword, and looks as if even moving is a struggle. Despite that, she brings the weapon up into his hand and whispers, "Flare Blade". There's barely any mana present, but you still see a spark of heat as the blade glows slightly. It's nothing like your own, but that's still the same spell.

"God that's messed up," you say. "So in his experiments, he tried out the custom class stuff on corpses. I guess that was one of the ways he tried to get it working."

Eva withdraws her wand. "I guess you gotta give it to him for one thing. He certainly branches out. Magical automatons, augmented people, and also weird twisted undead monstrosities."

"I'm not giving him anything."

"Get a real hobby!" Niki shouts, as if he's present.

You hear the stretch of a bow string. Behind you, Snow nocks an arrow. She releases, sending it swiftly into the skeleton's forehead. The skull dislodges and tumbles away. A moment later, the skeleton collapses, and the magic within his sword fizzles away.

"The next door is over here, to the right," says Niki before she crunches forwards--bones and such snapping beneath her strength.

The rest follow behind, though with mixed reactions. Snow seems rather indifferent, while Amara seems disturbed. Lalarin cringes as she takes slow, long strides through the field of bones.

Eva can barely handle it. She takes a few quick steps as she mumbles, "Ew ew ew". Then she looks down in terror as a skull moves on its own. It turns its eye sockets up between her legs. She screams. "Aaahh! Nope, nope!" And then rapidly drives the heel of her foot into the skull until it's nothing but dust. After that, she sprints to the door and holds onto Niki's back for protection.

You walk along with the rest. None others rise, thankfully. By the looks of all the bones, even if one did, it would collapse in seconds.

"I feel a sense of dread," whispers Amara.

"If that's the case," Niki responds. "Then I'll go destroy what's causing it. Stay behind me." Then once again, she slams her foot into the door. Not only does it fly off its hinges, but it tumbles loudly down the stairs on the other side. It finally stops as it slides into the room below.