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"Foolish shapeshifter! Oh yes, I can smell that skill from miles away, you crow! Do not judge a necromancer by his ability to give names. "
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The dragon made of bones stood in the middle of the undead army, making any mortal quiver just by being in its presence. From beneath his ribcage an eerie glow came, clearly some sort of powerhouse to keep all bones together.
"My mighty Dragonlich. Take on the mech and the shapeshifter, buy me some time so I can finish my evil work here."
The dragonlich spreads its wings and flies towards his targets, ignoring the laws of nature since the bones only could never deliver enough upward force.
"Now, let's end this."
He raises his staff, causing all normal skeletons to go berserk. No matter what weapons they have, they storm the enemy lines with only one order dominating their mind: Destroy.
In the middle of this chaos, the necromancer suddenly teleports behind Emilia slamming her down and electrocuting her with his staff.
"Long time no see, Emilia. Wasn't it the last time I killed you in front of Archibald?"
Emilia was unable to answer, being locked down under the shocking effects.
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All she could do was look angry at him.
" Well, I personally am not a fan of repeating history, so why not turn things around. This time you'll watch an old friend die... look who's just engaged in combat with my champion. "
He forced Emilia to look in Archibald's direction, who indeed was fighting against the enormous Dark Knight.
It certainly was a close fight, Archibald was already fighting for a couple minutes against this towering skeleton, unable to dispatch him. He decided to take a risk, a risk which turned out to be a mistake.
He dodged underneath his foes broadsword, thrusting his own blade through his foes ribcase. The silver sword did its work, slowly melting away the skeleton. In a final struggle, the dark knight cuts off Archibald's legs, who could react quick enough. Just before turning into dust, he impales what remains of the Last Warden with his broadsword.
"Noooo!"
Emilia kicks the necromancer in the nuts, causing him to cease his spell. Ignoring all else, she dashes towards the dying warden.
"No, no, this can't be."
In contrast with Emilia's sad face and tears, old Archibald smiled.
"After all those years, I thought you were dead. Yet, I've never stopped longing to see your pretty face once more, Em... I can die happily now. Cough, Cough!"
Archibald coughs, blood starts dripping from his nose.
"No, I'm not leaving you behind. Not again."
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Miss Reeves, may I inform you that what you're about to do will sever the neural link, causing all prosthetics to go offline.
Just do it what I want you to do. No time for hesitation.
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Emilia rips her mechanical eye from her head, causing her prosthetic arm and leg to petrify. With her left hand she connects it with some electrodes to Archibald.
"Let's hope this works."
"For once, I would wish I could exchange being deathless for being painless. Uhh..."
Edward could barely stand, this pain was one of the most unbearable he ever felt.
"It won't take long until my army gets overwhelmed. Best for me to retreat, since my goal has been reached. The Last warden is no more."
He starts fading away, until none of him remains. Only his army is still left, sowing terror.