Magnus
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*By the way, about strangling, may that elf burn in Sheol for all eternity!!!*
Baruk Kaza-a-a-a-ad!!! Kazad Aimen-u!!! — I hurl alchemical fire at the lich, then, as best I can, hit the lich on the head and rush to where there are fewer undead (Magnus, describe the battlefield, the number and types of undead, and is the second part of the post also about me???)
The battlefield. I can say that you need to run, and the forces are approximately as follows:
7 undead
5 archliches
25 specters
After several days of travel, I finally set foot on the Land of Orcs... I need to be especially careful against their Might and strength... I hope there won't be any problems with the Orcs... Then it's time to deal with the demons.
*I go ashore and walk*
Hmm, I wonder what happened here? I search the area...
