"Deal." His thumb swept across her shoulder before he let go and turned toward the screaming skeleton. "Berry, you're on dessert prep. Rogue.."
"I'M READY FOR ANYTHING."
"Stand somewhere I can't see you."
"That's…that's favouritism."
Berry was already cracking her knuckles. "Liam has taste."
"Exactly." Liam stepped forward, his Vulcan Gauntlet beginning to glow. "Hey, Bone-Daddy! Over here!"
The Mini Lich shrieked in outrage and pointed its staff at a beam of frozen light shot toward Liam.
Liam didn't dodge; he caught the beam not with his shield but with his Black Iron Heavy Skillet, which he'd pulled from his inventory. The frost hit the metal, coating it in a perfect, crystalline layer of soul-ice.
"What… what are you doing?" the Lich stammered, its glowing eye-sockets widening.
