Ivan stood still, watching Jiggy in silence. Jiggy too sat in silence, watching the scantily clouded sky. Tears slowly welled up in the swordsman's eyes.
"Please, take my rapier. It's all I have left in memory." Jiggy's gaze became fixed and vacant. His body lurched to the ground.
Ivan caught Jiggy's corpse and gently lowered it to lie on the ground. He slid closed the vacant eyelids, resting the corpse in eternal peace. Ivan sighed, deeply saddened. He shook his head in disbelief at how quickly things could change within mere hours. He had only just met the duo of Jiggy and Door-Knob a few hours ago, and now, within that brief span, they were both lifeless corpses.
He was grateful for his own fortune and promised himself to apply utmost caution during battle. Life was like a fragile thing that could crack at any moment with wrong handling. He approached the corroded remnant of the giant zombie to extract Jiggy's rapier. The corpse squirmed, gradually coming to life.
