Chapitre 903: The siege of the border (9) - The lich's death

The lich recovered as quickly as its skeletal frame could muster, which was not even as fast as Ceph. Still, it scrambled to its feet quicker than Eldrian would have been able, stopping the followup attack from the dwarf with multiple barrier. A number of which shattered with the single strike. 

"It is not honorable to attack one who is unprepared." The lich huffed, dusting its robes as it as it scouted for the source of magic preventing it from teleporting away. 

"I thought you said you would end the fight in one hit." Said the source, Duke Vicar.

He appeared in a full set of mithril steel. His appearance seemed to beckon him a knight, but his primary focus was magic. As told by the staff in his hands. He had gone to recover it from Sofiera, who had been drained of all her mana to deflect the exploding boulders.