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I saw the undead advancing from the left flank and noticed that Sage had been knocked off the wall by a shot. I wanted to help, but the undead army wouldn't let me through. The skeletons were the weak part of the army; they crumbled like straw under the steel swords of the Knight units. But then, an undead figure loomed over the Paladin. The Paladin entered the fray. A scythe knocked me back a meter. Fortunately, I managed to block the second strike with my shield. Then the undead stepped on my shield and prepared to seize my soul. Its fingers reached for my heart. Defending myself was impossible; my sword lay far away. I tried to hold its arm back with both hands, but it drew closer... Its fingers began to penetrate through the armor... I was already saying goodbye to my life. But then the herald suddenly jumped back. One of the Knight units had plunged an axe into its back. I took advantage of the moment and stood up. Meanwhile, the knight held the undead from behind. All that remained for me was to pierce it with my sword. A swing. A strike. And the undead's earthly journey came to an end.