The Dread Pirate Nigel (2)

"Ok, so how do we do this? Do we go out to the center of the room and fight? Is it just me and you fighting? Or are my friends fighting too? Speaking of, this one hasn't woken up yet," I said as I gestured at Chad still hanging over my shoulders.

"He looks kind of dead," Nigel said.

"He is," I said, "but he always comes back to life. Oh, wait I think here he comes."

Chad's eyelids fluttered and opened. He gasped a breath and resumed breathing. "How long was I out for?" He asked.

"About thirty minutes," I said.

"It seems like it keeps getting shorter and shorter every time I die. I don't know if that's a good thing or not," he said.

"I think its good," I said.

"Can you put me down now?" Chad said.

"Oh yeah. Sorry," I said as I set Chad down on his feet.

"Who's this?" Chad said, gesturing at Nigel, the skeletal pirate.