The Liches entered the defensive arrays' area of effect, feeling their bodies become heavier as the surrounding world energy started resisting the call of their spells and slowing down the vigorous mana that allowed their corpses to move.
The crazy undead gasped in surprise for a fraction of a second before forgetting it wasn't their natural state. With their prize at hand, their madness knew no bounds.
The Liches never hesitated, never doubted themselves, and never considered the consequences of their actions. They clung to the Wood Golems like ticks, kidnapped Librarians, and collected the wooden fragments lying around after the Twilight Blast.
"Don't let them touch you!" Az'mar yelled to Librarians and regular elves. "No matter the cost, don't let a Lich touch you!"
