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Professor Kal raised his skeletal hand, the four men in front of him flinching in response. Arcs of blue electricity leapt between his bony fingertips. The hairs on the men's arms stuck out in every direction, the thick scent of ozone permeated the air, and the men's mouths were filled with a nauseating metallic taste.

The threat of death was a powerful stimulus, capable of breaking the men out of the mesmerized stupor they had been in. For as dimwitted as the men seemed to be, they were actually very capable adventurers, at least skilled enough to delve deep into the Undead Dungeon with only a four-man company. The one that had dropped his sword, quickly retrieved it from the ground before activating an enchanted amulet that was hanging around his neck.

"I thought the Lich was on the twenty-fifth floor! What the hell is he doing up here?!" The man that had activated the amulet shouted out as an azure light clung tightly to his body.