A shame I only had one hand but I unsheathed my sword and imbued it with holy magic. I held my sword tight. If I'd brought out my other sword, the mystic blade then it would have been like announcing I'm a potential food for the hungry gods, so I couldn't do that.
The skeleton carefully observed me. It wasn't attacking and it wasn't really doing anything funny either. It was almost as though it was waiting for me to attack.
I ran to the skeleton. These past few days I tested my body. Most of my skills were intact and this body had the same agility and stamina I possessed before, maybe a little less. I did lack some strength but it was made up with speed. I really missed my arm though.
My sword clashed with his stick. Up close it seemed more like a cane than a stick. Hard to imagine it wasn't being cut even after a direct hit. He merely shrugged me off.
