He [Zane] waited until Nuckal was right under the tree. Then Zane let go of the trunk and jumped down on top of the skeleton. Nuckal let out an "oof" as Zane landed on him, and the two rolled around on the ground until they smacked into a big rock. Zane was stunned for an instant, allowing the skeleton to get to his bony feet."Ha!" said Nuckal. "You're my prisoner!"Zane rolled aside and sprang into a crouch, a shuriken in his hand. "No. You are my prisoner.""I said it first," insisted Nuckal."I hardly think that matters," Zane answered. "I have a shuriken. You dropped your sword fifteen-point-two feet up the hill. How can I be your prisoner if you have no weapon?"Nuckal tapped his head with a long finger of a bone. "I have my brain... well, actually, I don't really, but I'll bet I'm still smarter than you.""Why would you think that?" asked Zane."For one thing, when I climb trees, I don't fall out of them," Nuckal said, with pride in his voice. "And I don't run around in the dark by myself in the middle of the night where I might run into trouble.