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The Necromancer's Downfall ~ The Bone Army ~ Part Seven

~ A Collab Between Kelli and MC ~

By Mother CombsPublished 3 months ago • 1 min read
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~~ Part One ~~ MC

~~ Part Two ~~ Kelli

~~ Part Three ~~ MC

~~ Part Four ~~ Kelli

~~ Part Five ~~ MC

~~ Part Six ~~ Kelli

~~ Part Seven ~~ MC 🔽🔽

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The moonlit battle had begun

Lord Bisnifagus braced himself for the fight

With his undead army back on his side

He could once again see the light

Hordes of his bone army

Threw themselves upon the dread Pirate

Only to be cast aside like garbage

The Necromancer wasn’t sure of his fate

Things were looking grim

His army was almost burned through

Stepping backwards, he stumbled and fell

As a last resort, he cast a spell of goo

The Evil that he’d raised would not be beaten

The Magician was running out of cards he could use

Suddenly, a musical voice could be heard

Turning to see, joining the fray, Sweet Luce

Whom he’d loved from afar

Somehow, she knew what was happening this night

And just when all the chips were down

She’d appeared when the timing was just right

Now, it would be two against one

There’d be a fighting chance

So rising back to his knees

The Lord stood back up in a fighter’s stance

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Will the duo be able to combine the strength to defeat the Bastard Mackey? Stay Tuned for Part 8, coming from Kelli!

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    Written by Mother Combs