I was never good at specifics. But worse, I always thought I was, or at least I had this time.
It must have seemed like a running gag to anyone else, I’d get told that the Skelton King had a demon arm and I’d prepare and learn how to defend against close range demonic possession and then oh dear, they actually said a demon army.
But I always would win the day, with some clever thinking and hitting stuff with my sword hard enough.
Until the last mission.
Hey, that sure as hell sounds like a lightning based spell, right?