A group of people immediately turned their eyes to Clayton, curiosity written plainly on their faces. They wondered what the boy was planning next.
"What now?" Brother Tiger asked gruffly.
"Just a moment, Brother Tiger. I promise I won't waste your time," Clayton replied, offering no further explanation.
He began to limp away in a specific direction, his body clearly still not fully recovered. After a short walk, he reached the charred carcass of the wild boar. Summoning a skeleton to assist him, he pulled out his sickle and, with some effort, began to butcher the beast.
The surrounding crowd furrowed their brows, even more confused by Clayton's actions.
The skeleton held the boar's body steady and collected its blood while Clayton focused on the most difficult task: severing the creature's massive head.
After finally removing the head, Clayton held it up with both hands and presented it to Brother Tiger.
