[Having not spent as much practice in magics beyond his necromancy leaves his shield weaker than it ought to otherwise be for someone with as much skill as him. And so, with a crackle of energy, the arrow pierces the necromancer's shield, landing square in its intended target. The necromancer howls in pain as behind the sphinxes and Chariot comes the horrible, sickening sound of flesh that was just beginning to be restitched together falling apart and hitting the cobblestone. Ramesses' sphinx surges forward with less than nonlethal intentions.]
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