"Damnation, there goes a fine piece of craftsmanship," profaned Abel in his underground lair.
"I ought to get an award for animating a zombie that lifelike," he said with a scratch to his head.
Abel felt rather dizzy after the concentration that his creation required was suddenly relieved. The arranging of documents on his desk brought him little comfort and he opted for a little stroll to reassemble his mind.
Abel traveled through the dark, twisting halls of the dungeon he called home. He had regained lucidity by the time he passed in front of his companion's study.
"I wonder what he is working on," Abel thought aloud curiously. He entered undaunted and began looking through the materials assembled on his former tutor's desk. The more he saw the more anger showed in his demeanor.
"That traitorous bastard," Abel pronounced. Just as he did, the one who was once his teacher entered. He saw Abel hovering over his desk and a look of sheer terror came over a normally unexpressive face.
"I can explain," he said as he dropped the items he had fetched.
"That's alright, I'll explain for you," Abel offered.
He continued, "You are going to attempt to undo my seal on the Gateway so you can hand me over, you coward!"
The older necromancer was at a loss for words. He had been caught red handed and could do nothing as he stared his own destruction in the face.
"Please, don't kill me," he pleaded.
Abel let out a wicked laugh.
"You're going to have to do a damn sight better than that. Get down on your knees and beg like the dog you are," Abel replied. His elder dropped to his knees readily.
"Please, forgive me!" he begged.
Abel leaned down close to his mentor's head with a quite evil face.
"You're forgiven," he whispered.
A look of surprise was given in return. It quickly became a look of horror, however, as a flood of hellfire screamed its way through the kneeling torso beneath this unusually expressive head. The old necromancer's body convulsed in throws of torment. Abel's teeth clenched as he summoned forth more and more hellfire, engulfing his betrayer to a fiery death.
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