“Your
soul is MINE,” crowed Acererak the Demi-Lich.
“…and
all that goes with it,” I gasped as it was sucked from my body.
The fires
in the jeweled eyes grew dim. “All I want to do now is … nap,” the undead
sorcerer muttered.
Then, realization of what I’d done. “FUCK!”
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