Standoff

From the introduction: The necromancer shrieks with cruel laughter, plunging the glowing dagger into the warrior’s heart. Armor and bone tear like paper before the might of The Cursed Dagger of Ag’tekk. As the blood drains from the wound, Taft gloats, “Fool! All your struggle was for naught. Your soul will be but a tasty morsel for my dark master!”