"The Plague Doctor is awake!"
The commotion followed Lyle's awakening, crowding into his mind.
As light reemerged in his sight, Lyle saw a Lich piecing together its body amidst a pile of bones, with the Sword of Holy Light planted nearby, proclaiming their misfortune.
He stepped into the pile of bones, using tentacles to sift and identify members of the Necromancer Figure Club.
"Hello, Mr. Plague Doctor."
Discarded.
"Farewell, Mr. Plague Doctor."
Discarded.
"Wait, boss, it's me!"
Shiny escaped the fate of being cast aside, the upper half of his skeleton held in Lyle's hands, enduring the knocks of tentacles.
"Stop playing around, Shiny. We have serious work to do."
Shiny wanted to cry without tears.
"We're the ones being played with."
Ignoring Shiny's lament, Lyle lifted up his torso.
"Nia."
The surging tentacles unfolded behind Lyle, weaving through the pile of bones, assembling each Lich together.
