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No! The nightmare won't be over until the necromancer is slain. You advance. He's MAD as usual, he stamps his foot and starts yelling "Lieutenant! A fine mess you've made here. Hurry up and wipe out the remaining guards."
"I'm afraid I can't do that, Somon." you reply gravely. He snarls, like a wolf. "What!? Mutiny! I'll carve your bones into a chess set you traitor!" You just keep walking, your grip tight on your weapon. Suddenly your erstwhile master starts laughing, "HA! Fool. You think you can defy me so easily? I am your Master! Behold!" Before you can strike him down he casts a <span class="mu-s">Command Undead</span> spell. "Throw all your weapons into that well." He commands.
<span class="mu-s">Roll 1d100 to resist his command
You need at least 50</span>
