Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140222014010/@comment-12599067-20140222225724

Mannimarco faltered when Torene sent a barrage of spells at him, pelting him with blasts of arcane flame and lightning. He summoned wards and magical shields to protect him, but the Matriarch was obviously not going to falter. At last, the King of Worms could shield himself no longer and a fireball sent him flying backwards, at which point he hit the ground and stopped at the foot of one of the great staircases.

Novo turned just in time to see the King of Worms go flying back. His face turned into a mask of rage, and he summoned a lich to deal with Daithi while he turned to Torene, a foul magic that looked like pure darkness radiating from his body in waves. All around him, fallen warriors began to rise, wounds of all sorts mending through the disgraced commander's will. Soon a group of undead minions had gathered to Novo's command, and was facing down the Matriarch.

With a battle cry from the undead Marulahk, who was now wielding his greatsword again, the undead warriors charged the nearest target. Makoru, who had risen to his feet, snarled and swiped his claws at a trio of skeletons that had backed him into a corner, while Claudius was doing his best to fend off an angry wraith. An undead necromancer was hurling blasts of ice and lightning at Jack and Marulahk was locked in combat with Olaf.

"I think you've cause me enough pain, girl," Novo spat, turning to Torene. "I'll be sure to burn that gods-forsaken coven of yours to a crisp, witch. But until then, I'll just settle for burning you!" he snarled, sending a gout of white-hot flame at the Matriarch.

Meanwhile, Mannimarco was shakily rising to his feet, his robes singed but mostly unharmed, save for a burn on his left forearm. It seemed as if nothing could kill the King of Worsm.