Fsssss....
The lich must have used every last speck of mana, because it turned to dust without leaving even a corpse behind.
Beginning at the tips of its toes, it turned to dust and scattered into the air.
At the same time, the undead that had been relentlessly pressing the elves also turned to dust.
Tap. Drip.
Yet despite their victory, no one rejoiced.
Instead, every one of them sank to the ground.
The dead of their own kind came to mind before the victory.
Perhaps for that reason, those who still had strength left gathered the corpses.
-...The casualties are too great...
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