Machete, it's truly strange: the necromancer hadn't even managed to free himself from the roots when the sorceress, still in a trance, gave him a solid whack on the nose (or whatever liches have).
Actions?
Tanya, waving her arms, trying to break free, felt an almost imperceptible shell or boundary. And at the same time, a growing desire to drift away with the dolphins to the coral caves, admiring the beauty of the seabed...
- Wake up! Wake up!
Hold on... just one more second... just one more!!! The effort is immense - but I feel that part of my consciousness already belongs to me again... The dolphins and the corals have disappeared... Only the ugly face of the lich, muttering a spell, remains.
I feel - they left my things with me... that's good! I focus on the Amulet of Silat - and in that instant, a falcon appears, swoops down on the Lich - and I get a chance to reach for the staff. What magic! I just hit the lich on his bones - and for a while, I take him out of the game...
