The Necromancer's Downfall The Bone Army ~ Part Five
~ A Collab between Kelli and MC~
~~ Part Five ~~ MC 🔽🔽
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Instead of Colonel Robert Mackey,
He’d opened the Bastard’s, he surmised
Plus, he’d forgotten to learn the counterspell
The stricken Lord quickly realized
The Magician was royally fucked
If he didn’t come up with a plan
Backing up, trying to gain some space
He had to stop this evil from overtaking the land
Then the bone Pirate turned towards him
And with a sound coming from deep within a belly
Began to speak
Poor Byron’s legs turned to jelly
As he took his first wobbly step
The Bastard’s Skeleton began to teeter
Each forward movement became surer
The quivering Lord prayed to Saint Peter
To give him the strength he would need
So that he’d withstand to the Witching Hour
Surviving this Deadman’s Moon
Would require more than was in his power
Who else would come to his aid
In this cemetery, he was all alone
Even his Bone Army was no longer his to control
This was his mistake to atone
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