Paths
Jay and three skeletons, Red, Lamp and Sweeper, had remained undetected as they huddled under the metal bridge.
Numerous knights had marched over, and Jay had lost count at some point. He guessed there were hundreds.
His plan was to wait here until all the knights left, and now there were some stragglers slowly filtering out of the complex.
Over time, he had calmed himself and became used to the stress of hiding under the enemy’s nose. However, a clumsy straggler had dropped its sword, which was now teetering on the edge of the bridge.
Its rusted blade gleamed in the lights above. It was like a searchlight spotting them out.
The clumsy knight walked back across the bridge.
(Sweeper, you’re the closest. If it looks at as, grab it.)
Sweeper glowed its eyes at Jay and assumed a crouching position while Jay and the other skeletons readied their swords.
The knight marched over and leaned down to grab its sword.