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Concerned as you are, you know better than to leave <span class="mu-r">TIM</span> to his own devices even if you did just knock several of his blocks off! Pushing past the crowd of idle skeletons, you motion Nats over to Stan’s passed-out form as you make your way towards the sorcerer’s crash site! Go grab Stan, will ya?!
“<span class="mu-r">ROGER!</span>” Having snapped the <span class="mu-r">BONE SPIRE</span> jutting through her chest during the beatdown, the demon rushes to Stan’s side as you climb onto the knocked-over sofa in the <span class="mu-g">LIVING ROOM!</span> Not that it’s ‘living’ anymore, of course.
Sure enough, the bony bastard is already rising from the floor. Turning to check on the two of you, The Lich looks just in time to see you flying towards him, elbow extended and ready to take him down again!
“<span class="mu-s">Oh for crying out lo-</span>”
To <span class="mu-r">TIM’S</span> credit, he gets a spell off before impact, but it’s too late–you’re already on him by the time he casts it! Laying into his mental projection again, you feel reality quake around you once more, but this time the <span class="mu-r">SPIRES</span> and skeletons start to depart!
“<span class="mu-s">NOOO!</span>” Roars The Lich as he desperately swipes at you with his claws, “<span class="mu-s">I CAN’T CONCENTRATE, YOU FOOL!</span>”
GOOD, you roar, THAT’LL MAKE IT EASIER TA’ KICK YER’ ASS! As Nats drags Stan up the stairs, you feel The Lich’s bones splinter under yours as his grip on Stan’s mind wanes, and as he struggles to fight back against your righteous onslaught, his army slowly fades away into the ether around you!
You’re just about to cave in his ugly skull when you feel reality shift once more, and with a wave of dizziness you start to feel like you’re being dragged away somewhere!
“<span class="mu-r">LY! SHE’S WAKING UP!</span>” Reports Nats as you grab <span class="mu-r">TIM’S</span> neck to stabilize yourself for one more punch! Winding up for the mother of all haymakers, you feel the sorcerer slip out of your grasp in the form of a black mist! <span class="mu-s">HAH,</span> you laugh as you watch him depart into the abyss, come back soon, ya’ cloak-wearin’ FOSSIL!
If The Lich hears you, he doesn’t respond. Watching him depart, you rush over to Nats and check on Stan as she stirs from her slumber. Is she okay?
“<span class="mu-r">I… I think so!</span>” Nats replies with mild uncertainty, “<span class="mu-r">But now what?</span>”
Now, you hiss, it’s all up to her…
With that, the mental house falls apart around you as Stan’s eyes open with renewed vigor!
>CONTD.
