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Chapter 11 - Volume 1. Chapter 9 - Improvement.

After the skeleton and I rolled the corpses, I sat down on the steps leading to the exit.

And despite the disgusting smell, it still occurred to me to examine our condition with a partner.

The transformation seemed to be bubbling from within, while a dark, viscous liquid oozed from the wound that appeared on the hand.

Hoping for almost nothing, I tried to focus this feeling on the site of the damage, hoping that at least something would happen. And I was right. The pitch-black liquid stopped flowing out and froze at the site of the wound, solidifying before my eyes and making a new protective layer.

With interest, I transferred the feeling to my fingertips, which slowly began to resemble vertical blades more and more.

Okay, it's time to take care of the skeleton. The black substance seemed to be absorbed, bringing out the "real" hand, and showing clothes that before seemed to be incredibly tightly stuck to my hand, in fact becoming a part of it.

My gaze dropped to the skeleton. There were several knife scratches on his white bones.

"Necro-restoration"

And so, after a few seconds, he is completely unharmed.

After focusing my gaze, I examined him in general.

The skeleton itself was about as tall as me.

I looked at him again, he looks like an ordinary skeleton, but during the call itself. His bones themselves have a purple hue, but there are white stripes all over his body that seem to dig into him, the very level of the stripes is below the level of the bones.

At the edges of each strip or fold, the purple color thickened, becoming similar to the color of fuchsias that I once grew on the windowsill, but it remains only to wait as the purple color fades, the irregularities smooth out, and his bones themselves acquire the most ordinary appearance. And he didn't seem to break them often. He had only two scars from the fracture on his body: on the middle finger and on his leg near the ankle. It was as if he had suffered a severe breach during his lifetime. Although he stands almost straight, you can tell by the look of it that one of his legs is slightly shorter than the other…

Someone has problems with their legs…

But it doesn't matter anymore.

The important thing is that the skeleton still emits a pale, almost imperceptible flicker.

And, exactly by a learned reflex, he handed him a scabbard on his belt with a dagger inserted.

He looked at them, then at me, and then tilted his head in a questioning, incredulous gesture.

Have you gotten smarter? Okay, that's probably okay.…

- Put this on…

And…

He can't do it, well, what did I think, he's a knuckle, a belt on him, and without clothes, does not hold. But if everything is successful, I'll probably buy him some kind of armor.

- I have an idea.

The removed belts were of different sizes, so I took the belt of the healthiest and made a hole in it at the very end. Then I attached the scabbard to it and connected it.

As a result, I put this device on the skeleton.

- It will be a quiver!

He took hold of his belt and looked at me.

- "Cancellation of the draft"

After waiting for a while, I put out my hands and cast the coveted spell.

- "The Call"

And he returned with the same "quiver" from which he disappeared.

He looked at him first, then at me.

Yes, my friend, who has suddenly become a little smarter, now you will not run like an idiot without armor.

Well, now it's time to get back to the city.