Clone Resurgence 3
Jay was at about the mid-point in the room.
Slowly, and almost tenderly, he fed bones to Sweeper, whose lower body parts were growing back.
Behind the small party of seven, seven including the helminth, were three Ova - two of which were level five. These three were the only barrier between them and the coming enemy.
The knights were coming; sounds of their thick, clanging armor and heavy marching growing louder.
Time is running out, and Jay has to move.
Yet in this decisive moment, he stopped the skeletons, halting their advance.
(Red, give me your armor.) he ordered.
Despite the obvious tactical disadvantage of having no armor, Red didn’t question its master, and unequipped the squire armor, giving it all to Jay.
“Good.” He said, stashing it in his inventory.
(Blue. Go ahead by yourself. Lamp, follow at a distance,) he ordered.
Slowly, Blue moved through the room, yet it lowered its head, gazing at the floor below, ready for whatever may spring up.