137 Spectral Equipment

“... You’re still wearing the greaves and vambraces… even after I re-summoned you?” Jay glared at Sweeper with his eyes bulging.

He was simply too intrigued to leave his room now.

Immediately he de-summoned Sweeper; its skeletal body collapsed with a clink on Jay’s wooden floor.

Jay got on his hands and knees, digging through the bone pile; he was looking over the bones with expectation, but he didn’t find any of the armour he made for it.

“So… where the hell did it go?” he furrowed his brow in confusion as he resummoned the skeleton again.

There it was again - all the armour Jay made for it, including its new helmet too.

“Give me your helmet.” Jay commanded, holding out his hand.

Of course, Sweeper dropped it on the floor.

Jay shook his head and de-summoned Sweeper once more, ignoring the helmet on the ground.

Even though Sweeper was summoned, the helmet was still there; Jay re-summoned Sweeper again.