(124) Obvious Trap
Geth awoke to the bright rays of the sun gleaming across the treetops. He stood and stretched while patting down his ruffled beard from a good night's sleep.
After casting Mass Invocation again, he sprinted the final stretch between himself and the Dungeon. The sun had barely made it over the distant tree line as he stared down into an open pit.
He looked around. There was nothing but flat land in almost every direction.
'I remember this being farmland before.' Geth thought back to when he'd spent the summer working in a nearby field.
Very few Skeletons wandered around nearby, twenty at most. Geth remembered that their cores were used to make Agility potions, which would be essential for travel in the future.
As such, he didn't plan to let a single one slip by. These creatures were different from the Zombies.