Now that's the definition of a true friend. When the skeletons made short work of my life bar and I ran screaming like Mud from a Bloodfly, Milten calmly stepped into our defensive breach and singlehandedly held the line. I ran around the outsides and whacked skeletons to bits. For the record, for whatever reason, pickaxes work on Skeletons like blunt weapons do.
A dozen swigs of healing potion later and I was up to whack the Guardian.
I wish I could say I duplicated my earlier game stunt of hacking the dude to bits... but Orechipper wasn't up to the same damage standards that... oh, I think Lee's Axe... was.
Sighing with disappointment, I dumped the Death to the Undead scroll at him.
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