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Just when you’re at your breaking point, you hear something tumble down the stairs behind you!
“<span class="mu-s">AHA! There’s our Sleeping Beauty now! Careful, you numskulls!</span>”
Turning to follow where <span class="mu-r">TIM’S</span> gaze is, you see Stan lying at the bottom of the stairs with fresh blood and wounds seeping through her modest nightshirt!
“<span class="mu-r">SIIIIIS!</span>” Shouts Nats as she struggles to break free of her bony prison!
“<span class="mu-s">Welp, no need to ‘STAN’ on circumstance here!</span>” Jokes The Lich as he drifts towards Stan’s unconscious form, “<span class="mu-s">Now if you excuse me, folks, I’ve got a date with POWER to ke-</span>”
Seeing <span class="mu-r">TIM</span> reach out for Stan causes your rage to spill over. For a brief moment The Lich’s grasp over you falters, but that’s all you need to get your arm free! Snatching your skull off of your spine, you raise it over your head and bring it <span class="mu-s">CRASHING DOWN</span> on your captor’s skull with an almost comical ‘<span class="mu-i">BONK!</span>’
“<span class="mu-s">W-WHA?!</span>”
More confused than anything else, <span class="mu-r">TIM</span> pauses long enough for you to get another smack in… and another. And <span class="mu-i">ANOTHER!</span> Clubbing his hooded, antlered skull like an angler finishing off a fish, you barely notice when he lets you go!
“<span class="mu-s">ACK! STOP TH-OW-AT, YOU I-OOF!-MBECILE! M-AAAUGH!-Y CONCENTRATION!</span>”
Having regained your entire body, you slap your skull back into its socket and play a little <span class="mu-s">CHIN MUSIC</span> on this sonnovabitch! Spinning both arms like windmills, you deliver a beatdown of cartoon proportions as <span class="mu-r">TIM’S</span> braindead thralls watch with blank eyes!
“<span class="mu-r">GET ‘EM, LY!</span>” Cheers Nats as she gets to work snapping the spire in half, “<span class="mu-r">GIVE IT TO ‘EM!</span>”
A fire burns where your heart would be as your punches go up and down The Lich’s body playing him like a xylophone! When that gets dull, you detach one of your arms and go to town on him baseball style!
“<span class="mu-s">STOP!</span>” Roars <span class="mu-r">TIM</span> as you smack him in the gob and send his skull spinning on its axis, “<span class="mu-s">I… I COMMAND YOU!</span>”
You don’t hear him. Knocking the sorcerer over somewhere in the middle of the smackdown, you get on top of him and get to work mashing his skull into mashed potato!
<span class="mu-s">STAY! DA’! HELL! AWAY! FROM! STAN!</span>
“<span class="mu-s">YOU CAN’T-</span>”
Standing the mage up one last time, you ready another whirlwind punch and deliver a showstopping <span class="mu-s">UPPERCUT</span> straight to his jaw sending <span class="mu-r">TIM</span> reeling as it FLIES OFF!
As the wizard topples over a nearby couch and lands in a heap in the <span class="mu-g">FAMILY ROOM,</span> you feel the fire inside you die a bit–STAN, you shout, you okay!?
Still bloodied, the girl doesn’t respond.
<span class="mu-b">WHAT DO?</span>
>MAKE SURE TIM’S DONE HERE!
>WAKE STAN!
>WRITE-IN!
