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The undead abomination was indeed something to behold but the wizard was not prepared for what hit him. Bigsby lost his grip upon his staff and was sent flying a few feet away while the necrotic flames devoured bits of his flesh and burned away a small portion of the wizards life.

The wizard groaned slightly but did not move. Arcane energies still remained flowing through his bones while his mind continued to work out new ways as to deal with this situation.

"A clever trick." Bigsby muttered as he felt his left arm go dead. "Something I will have to try and look for next time." The large hatted wizard began to slowly lift himself up with his other arm while pain shot through his body from the necrotic flames that had touched and burned away patches of his skin.