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Message: <blockquote data-quote="the Jester" data-source="post: 1342945" data-attributes="member: 1210">The Battle Against the Demilich, conclusion!The skull is cracked and smoking from the massive amount of positive energy it’s been blasted with, but it’s not falling apart; it doesn’t look good for our heroes.  The gems in the skull’s eyes and teeth flash and shine angrily as the demilich cackles with malevolent glee.  “Now you will all die!” it shrieks.Ulla’s been thinking hard, and now that Thrush is out of the way she has just enough room to try the only desperate plan she can come up with.  She can’t hit it, but she might be able to engulf it!  Turning into a massive ooze, she wraps herself around the skull, hoping her acid will hurt it when nothing else really will.  The skull’s jaw chatters in surprise, but it is unharmed.  Ulla, however, feels negative energy course through her at the touch of the skull and burbles in pain, turning into an air elemental and flying quickly away.  Thrush is still trying to get Angelfire to flee, but she shakes him off.  What was she just-?  The vapors have made her too stupid to figure out what to do!  She howls in anger, then looks into the crypt where her friends are fighting the little skull.As if on automatic pilot, her arms lift and point at it.  Of course that’s what she needs to do!  The Deleter is always the anwer.A bolt of crackling indescribable color shoots into the room at the skull.  Unfortunately, it deflects away from it harmlessly, not even making contact!  Angelfire stumbles to her feet, feeling the wracking negative energy continue to build in her body- and she feels her mind slip.  Something... she doesn’t know, can’t understand due to the influence of the vapors.  Only her magical enhancements to intelligence allow her to act and think at all!Drelvin moves forward, ignoring the smell in his drawers, and aids Patyn.  He figures that the hunter of the dead is the last of them to have any chance of beating the demilich since Drelvin’s own arrows are having minimal effect at best.  And Patyn is moving forward grimly, all the color bleached from him.  He’s counting on one thing- the true strike he can trigger from his gauntlets.  And he’s praying to Galador with all the faith and strength of will that he can muster, because he knows that he can’t resist the skull’s power a third time.  Yet all he can think is, If I can destroy it, it dies the true death!  I must succeed, I must!He strikes.The true strike, Drelvin’s aid, the power of his faith and his smiting- all of these together are enough to burst through the skull’s defenses.  Barely enough, but enough is all it takes.His blade slams down onto the demilich with startling force and the laughing changes to a scream of rage and hate.  The skull’s eyes glow a burnished red.  The damage is significant- if he can only land another blow like that-!  But he won’t have time, short of a miracle.  He steels himself to resist the skull’s terrible soul-sucking power, and sways on his feet.  There are spots before his eyes already, but he squints and raises his blade in righteous wrath.  Come on then, he snarls to himself.  Let’s see if you can stay the course, Patyn.“Fools!” the skull snarls.  “We are not done!”  And a series of syllables issues from its mouth- and it vanishes.“It plane shifted!” cries Drelvin’s blade.  Patyn blinks.  Thrush cautiously looks back at the rest of the group.  Angelfire drops her hands. Silence.  Angelfire shuffles forward and starts putting her companions’ bodies in her bag of holding.Next Time: Looting and moving on!</blockquote>

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