Another knight charged across the bridge, this time not noticing Jay in the corner or its dead comrades below its feet.
“Hmm... They use smells to get around and communicate. I’m surprised they don’t release a smell after death. A death-scent?” Jay thought.
“I bet they don’t like windy days, although in the crucible there’s probably not much wind, anyway.”
As the knight left through the giant stone doors, Jay only called up one skeleton from under the bridge.
(Sweeper. Remove your armor and get up here. Quick.)
Sweeper stripped off its rusted armor and jumped out of the trench as Jay pointed upward to the balcony.
(Jump up there.) Jay commanded.
Jay picked Sweeper over the other two as it had no real armor or stolen skin weighing it down - real armor being that which is looted, rather than physically removed from enemies, and can leave the dungeon.