SkeletonKing

The air was filled with anticipation as the first members of the Gold Clan strode confidently into the halls of the Skeleton King for the Great Summoning. Dressed in the finest fashion and draped in glittering gold, the regular Golden Crowns made their entrance, eliciting gasps from the crowd.


But then, just as everyone thought the grand entrance was over, another group appeared. Pirates swaggered in, gold coins clinking from their belts, and everyone's eyebrows raised in surprise. The next arrival caused even more excitement - knights in shining armor, each one bearing the unmistakable symbol of the gold clan.


The crowd was buzzing now, and as the Rastafari skeletons ambled in, seemingly carefree, their love of the sun and its golden light clear for all to see, whispers of wonder filled the room. And then, finally, the ancient Aztecs arrived, each one bearing a glittering symbol of their devotion to the eternal golden hustle.


The halls erupted in applause as the full scope of the Gold Clan's diversity and power was revealed, and all those in attendance knew they were in the presence of true royalty.