The story so far:
the tyran was now screaming his head off over the loss of nearly three quarters of his fleet thanks in part to the queens actions. but the attack still continued none the less as volley after volley raied down on bones from virtually every angle. his bone shied was now nearly all but chiped away as the parts of the explosion that didnt get blocked by the shield hit him in either the side or the face. his mind focused agai and again to restore what little peices of the shield he could before the next round of gernades rocked the area around him.
"your bones arent you?" a vioce called out from behind him. the question fell on deaf ears as bones was conentrating on trying to get his last chunk of shield repaired. the giant skeleton that was seemingly made of crystalized flame seemed almost worn out. though he had no muscle or face, the newcomer recognized the body movement of a man worn out from an all out ambush. "tell me something... are the other two safe? did gan and tim, make it back to the castle alive?" bones said in a weary voice. "one can only hope, by the way..." the person snapped his fingers and a yeloow beam as thin as a needle and as long as a pencil appeared in his hand. "youll be wanting to throw this thing, at that thing up there." bones turned to look at his visitor and was surprised ot see that it was chelv.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH! your the guy that helped knock me out cold!" bones yelled angrily as the next wave of grenades closed in. the skeleton looked back and his spirits dropped considerably. "ill finish this later, gimme that!" he plucked the yellow beam from chelvs finger tips and threw it as hard as he could into the sky. "now what?" bones aksed curiously. "just watch the fun." was all that chelve said.
the beam struck the nearest dread naught and just the tiniest flash of light sparked and then dissapeared. "wait for it... wait... wait...." chelv said non chalantly as bones become increasingly agitated.