Fresh Eyes
Curious about what it would do, Jay took out all the weapons he had with him and made a neat display of them on the ground.
Heavy looked at the weapons before it, its eyes landing on each one and hovering for a moment before it turned to the next.
The weapons it had to choose from were the three bone spears, an ossein sword with a longer grip, and two bone daggers - one of which was Dark's.
Both Dark and Handy couldn't take their weapons with them as they were still using the lizard heads to cut away the dangerous red fruits, though Dark could still carry one of its dual daggers with it.
[Your skeleton has been slain]
“Ah shit, Sweeper died again?” Jay's brows creased in frustration. The untimely death distracted him from Heavy.
About two hours passed since the last time Sweeper died - whatever it was, it was getting closer as each time Sweeper died a little more quickly.