Seraniph stopped his hidden smile. He could see the glowing aura of
something enchanted near the Wither Skeleton. Now, he had plenty
reason to attack the skeleton. He wanted whatever it was that
glowed with an enchantment.
Seraniph kept his eyes on the sword, hoping to either grab it
directly from the skeleton's hand, or stab the skeleton in the back
to get it. Glancing into his inventory, Seraniph had both hands
ready to grab. As soon as we're out of sight, I'll execute the
skele and take the sword. We're knights, the relics will find us
easily. His hands rested on the hilts of two swords, both
gleaming slightly in the low light.
“Don’t even think about it” he growled, pulling off the mask. His
eyes were bright white, and half his face was white “I’m the
withers right hand man. If you kill me or take her sword, you’ll
die”
“Does the king know about this? Also, does this mean you’re going
to kill us? Because I actually quite like skeletons. And, I’m sure
I could be of some use to the wither as an ally.”
Seraniph whistled quietly, then chuckled again. "Flesh, huh?" He
removed his hands from the swords. "This is all flesh, for sure..."
He held out his arms, which became slightly transparent after a
moment. Leaping forwards, he floated through the skeleton and into
the cave. "Can't fly very high like that. Also can't touch water."
The apparition became solid again, touching down on the stone of
the cave.
An axolotl crawled out of the water briefly to stare at seraniph
“Bop?” She asked, as the wither skeleton tracked past, before
getting tangled in fines confidently out of ear shot
Bending low, Seraniph looked closely at the axolotl. Sifting
through his inventory, he pulled out an iron helmet, lowering it
for the little creature to sit in. He smiled a little, even though
the smile was hidden by shadows from his hood.