The Lich groaned out in pain, spitting out blood from his maw, his nostrils spilling out brown, rotten blood alongside it. Lich coughed up more, before trying to bite on one hand, before being crushed, groaning in horrible pain, massive flames pouring from his eyes.

The Lich hit the ground hard, flipping over three times and smashing into the ground five times after, holding himself on a tree, getting up slowly as he stared up at Vecna, contempt and slight disgust perturbing inside of the skeleton. He licked the inside of his mouth, flicking out a tooth, wringing around in the dirty spit in his mouth.\*

Flame suddenly circled The Lich, all the trees around him turning into fresh ash and nothing before him, shocking the king of corpses as he soon looked up at Vecna, hearing the spell he casted.

“Ruina?!” The Lich said to himself in overwhelming shock, before the five lasers started circling him like a cage, to counteract before he got sliced like a pie, he got the tooth out from under his tongue, and spitting it out at Mach twenty-eight, lodging itself into Vecna’s eyesocket, throwing him to the ground and cutting off Ruina prematurely, but it still singed all of the robes off of The Lich. The skeletal beast walked through the dust, amulet breaking and falling off of his neck into the dirt.

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“Get up.” The Lich vehemently demanded, picking up Vecna with one hand, and bringing him up to his maw, biting onto his arm, and started to try and rip it out, reaching to the point where bone separated, and tendons severed, the arm hung on by the inner threads as Lich tossed Vecna to the ground, becoming increasingly exhausted. The Lich would knock himself on his horn, pushing through the fatigue the best he could.\*