One of the potions I found in the dungeon happened to be a Blessed Holy Water bottle. I gave it to Karina so she could use it when I got close to him to land a devastating hit.
Undeads in general are weak to Holy and Fire magic. They are strong against Ice and Dark Magic. Holy Water confuses them and causes those resistances to drop in big amounts.
And the bottle was blessed. It seems like a hyperbole, but it is more powerful and added an extra effect.
The holy liquid is dripping from the top of his skull while looking confused. His grip on my hair gets softer as he cannot sustain his strength anymore.
Its resistances dropped like a house of cards. And if my calculations are not mistaken.
"[Inferno]!"
His Fire resistance went into the negatives.
The raging fire escapes my hand directly against his chest.
"Nnnooooouggghhhhhh!" He screams in pain as the push from the spell throws his skeletal body back and to the ground.
[You blasted Lich, severely hurting him (-13890)!]
I land on my feet, still hurting.
"YOU KNOW, THAT BARRIER WOULD HAVE BEEN TOO MUCH TROUBLE IF I THREW THE WATER DIRECTLY MYSELF! I NEEDED TO DISTRACT THAT OVERGROWN SKELETON!" I try to say softly.
Karina says something, but I can barely hear her.
"WHAT?!" I answer. "WHAT AM I SELLING?!"
She tries to talk again, and by the way she is squinting her eyes and stretching her arms down, I can tell she is angry.
"I CANNOT HEAR YOU BECAUSE OF THE BANSHEE'S… WOAH!"
The wolf, now focusing on me, jumps and tries to hit me with a big bite. Its roar reaches me first and the teeth, sharp and dripping in saliva, seem to be a stark threat of pain.
I jump back but I trip, avoiding the bite just in time. For a moment I thought I was going to be devoured in one gulp.
I cast [Vines] and the spell manages to pin the beast down.
"Fuck, that was scary." I comment.
"Ugh, at least you are not yelling anymore." Karina comments.
"And I can hear, great!" I am happy, although my ears are still hurting a bit.
At least I did not find blood on them.
"Interesting…" The lich, getting up, says. "You have a few tricks up your sleeve. You remind me of that witch who fought my master a few months ago."
"Master?"
"Yes… Undead Lich King of the South Chilling Hills, commander of the greatest undead army in millennia, The Scream of Cold, the Lord of Ice, Cold Master Ougmoon!"
Damn, he gathered titles.
"Only to be defeated by a lousy witch who used his own spells against him. The Masked Crystal Witch, we call her, commanding Ice spells like she was the very concept of cold itself. She ran towards him, killed him, and then disappeared to never be found again… I have made a vow to defeat her to avenge my late Master, and show I am stronger than him!" He makes a fist with his skeletal hand in front of him.
I pause for a second as I take in what he just says.
And before I answer, I start to scratch the back of my head.
"M-man… you know, it is kind of embarrassing when you put it on like that. I must be blushing right now! Haha…" I laugh awkwardly.
"Are you mocking me, vulpin?!"
"N-no, it is not that… it is just that you gave me such a title. 'The Masked Crystal Witch'? Man, I do remember having a mask and a witch hat back then. And the Ice spells? That was a fluke. I am lousy at preparations, I ran out of all my other spell charges and only was left with the Ice magic."
"You are an idiot, you know that, right?" Karina comments.
"Hey! I still made it!"
The lich is staring at me in silence. It takes him a few seconds to respond.
"Don't you dare mock me, vulpin!"
He screams in anger and lunges towards me.
"[Necrotic Touch]!" He casts, and his hand gets covered by a dark mist.
Thanks to my speed I use my [Cold Aura] and follow it with [Ice Stakes].
The cold spikes pierce through the lich's ribs and make him fall to the ground, pinned to it thanks to the Ice Stake.
"Stupid move." I answer. "I am not mocking you. I was the one that killed your master, I even had to run away when I managed to kill him because I was low on resources. And on top of that, the one that destroyed the Cult that attacked the Kingdom? That was me. The death of the dragon known as The Fang of Chaos? Also me. The Sea Beast? The return of the Cauldron of Mystics to the Fairies? Me… I am not joking here."
I squat, placing my face in front of him.
"Now,you will tell me who sent you here and why, before I go to your little tower in the cold, because I know that if I kill you here you will regenerate there, unless I destroy your Soul Vessel. But maybe I will have a bit of fun before I do that… so, what do you say? Feel like talking?"
The lich is looking at me, and I see his red orb in his eyeball shaking in what I assume is fear mixed with anger.
"Hunt, beast!" He yells and extends his hand. A bolt of fire escapes from his fingers and burns the vines that are pinning the wolf down.
I forgot about the wolf!
The beast, now free, uses a buff on itself and gains speed! He is going to the woman with the little girl, who is crying over the mauled corpse of the dead man.
Shit! What are they still doing here?!
I try to use my magic to stop it, but it is too fast even when I am still under the effect of the scroll I read moments before.
And right when the beast was going to claim another victim, and the mother grabbed her child to protect it from the monster.
It is when the person I came here looking for finally appeared.