After a few minutes of fighting, the Necromancer faction realized what was happening, and the situation began to change dramatically... Liches struck right into the thick of the battle, and poisonous clouds, without harming the undead, began to disrupt the magic of the air elementals, which had previously been freely tearing through the uncontrolled undead. Vampires moved to the altar, surrounding the Necromancers led by Raven, and with their quick and coordinated strikes of their magical swords, they easily created an impassable barrier for the elementals. Someone from the Necromancers cast Mass Weakness, someone cast a curse... mass spells one after another weakened the attackers. The slowed, exhausted streams of air were mercilessly destroyed by magic.
The Elf, like a whirlwind, relentlessly cutting through the dead flesh, broke through to the vampires... the spells of curses were reflected from his strange aura, but it was not strong enough, and there were many Necromancers... A poisonous cloud surrounded the elf without touching him, as the raging air shield around him was still holding back the onslaught of the poison.
An ice shard launched by Raven tore through the wall five meters from you, taking a couple of elementals with it... Machete, you felt weakness, and your movements slowed down... On the other hand, you climbed down from the wall behind the altar... with a strong blow, you cut down a vampire who appeared at the wrong time, who did not have time to understand what was happening, and his sword fell into the burning ashes in front of you, what to do next?
Ahead is the Altar, on it, in a Lich costume, lies a still living girl. Above her, ignoring everything, Raven is intently casting something. Two Necromancers stand nearby and recite the formula for another higher dark spell. Three Liches together raise their hands, with the staffs that appeared out of thin air, forward, and deadly rays rush into the thick of the battle...
To the left, five meters away, is the hole left by Raven's shard and clean air...
Around is corpse poison, the air shield is barely holding it back... it is already starting to sting the skin... You are cursed, weakened, and slowed down...
What do we do?
Yes... I haven't gotten into such a mess yet!.. I quickly assess the situation...
The sword of the fallen vampire is unlikely to be of much help against the undead. The Necromancers' curses have almost nullified the Elf's tricks, but it seems they haven't reached my natural strength and agility yet... In this situation, I could cut some rope so that a chandelier would fall on the bad guys. But in my case, this will not work, since the only chandelier was hanging somewhere closer to the center of the hall. There are 4 columns around it. If I could somehow shake them up... Unfortunately, I cannot afford any of this from my position behind the altar! Legion of devils! What should I do?..
My only advantage is that I am behind the altar, behind the backs of the Necromancers. If I attack them, even unexpectedly, there are too many of them here. I look around, maybe there is something else here...
