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Fumbling with the bag hanging from his belt, Father Quadrial manages to get out a small chunk of amber.
With no time for a prayer before the dark monk is on him Quadrial throws the amber which sticks to the undead attacker but seems to do little else.
The ugly parody of a holy man points his staff and a stream of dark light emerges.
Instead of blocking the attack Father Quadrial raises his arms to the heavens and begins to chant.
From within the amber a tiny sliver of wood begins to vibrate to the sound of his voice.
The dark light turns in midstream and heads back at its master.
The dark monk stares down at his chest in amazement as the small piece of amber draws in the darkness.
Then not only is the light absorbed the undead clerics robes start to disappear into the amber. Skin and bone follow quickly.
Looking into Father Quadrial's eyes just before he disappears completely the dark monk says two words, "Thank you."
The amber drops to the ground and Father Quadrial picks it up, carefully returning it to the pouch at his belt.
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