Then we both turned to the dagger wielder, who suddenly looked a lot less brave. I slashed the summoners throat open as Lucien finally wrested the staff from its owners hands, and channeled its magic, encasing the former master in ice. I dodged a tackle from the spectral troll and leapt upon the one who summoned it, as Lucien attacked the one with the staff. One summoned a spectral troll, one cast an armor spell and unsheathed a wicked looking dagger, and the last brandished a staff at us.
Three necromancers stood before the door to the top of the tower. We rushed for the top as fast as we could. The chanting stopped, and we heard a shout from where the orb sat, “Intruders! Don’t let them stop the ritual!” I cursed at Lucien, the wafiit, and readied myself for battle. Lucien kicked a shovel as we were ascending the steps. From the floor of the cavern, it was clear the structure the orb was on top of was some kind of fortress of clearly Imperial construction.
