125 Slender Grasp

“Wait a second, ‘skeleton’ has been slain? Didn’t it say perennial creature before?”

Jay quickly re-summoned the skeleton, analysing it.

<[Skeleton Level 3 - Blue]>

[Type - Undead]

HP - 40/40

MP - 7/7

<[Skills]>

[Bone Eater]

[Scrimshaw Level 1] (Passive)

[Undeath] (Passive)

[Fear] (Weak) (Passive)

[Shade Vision] (Passive)

<[Description]>

[An abomination, its existence spits in the face of life and death - and they spit back. Flee if possible. Execute with extreme prejudice.]

“Hmm, no corundum bite since that came from the wolf skull, no corundum claws either. I guess the only difference is the name and five less health?”

“Oh wait, fear?”

Jay analysed the strange new skill.

<[Fear]>

[A gentle tapping in the back of one’s mind. A cold breath on the neck. A gazing shadow on the very edge of one’s vision. You can run, but not forever; You can kill it, but not forever.]