Fun

Let me tell you a story, my friends,
Of how the "Might and Magic" heroes went to war.
I was already a seasoned Lich, age – a couple thousand years.
Quite a significant span. Still no upgrade here.

We stood in our Castle, Sandro was with us then,
Suddenly something flew past, either a stone or a cannonball.
A catapult. They've got us! "Hey, boys, wake up quick!"
And where did they hit? Well, the mausoleum, of course.

"Demoniac has shown up again in our Necromancer domain.
Where were you going, bone-bag, flying off without the team?
You're alone and not upgraded,
And you're about to get beaten." -
"Hey, Sandro, where are you, where?"
And Sandro answered: "Right here".

"Hit those stoned magogs with a fireball." -
"But I didn't build the guild, couldn't save up the money." -
"But you had enough for the Capitol..." -
"Alright, stop arguing, the enemy stands at our home walls.

There don't seem to be many of them — we'll crush them even without magic.
Hey, vampires, stop sleeping! I don't care that it's daytime! Wake up!" (c)