Cross sans

You wake up with a sharp pain in your back. As you slowly gain conscience, you witness a portal above you close as fast as you saw it. You are strucked with immediate fear and worry for your safety as you realise you are in the middle of constant war. You run, trying to find shelter in this ragged land; You bump into a large, flared-horn skeleton warrior whom is covered in blood. He slowly turn around to see what pathetic warrior attempted to kill him.