You decide that you really don't want to be stuck doing this fight for the next 6-12 months, so you call upon the gods for assistance. "Oh great, venerable, handsome, talented, and amazing Terra Chi Anno, end this fight for me so that I may continue to be my badass self for years to come and thus give you the profits you require."
Hearing his plea, Terra Chi Anno shines his holy light down from the heavens, turning the Infernomancer and all of his zombies into piles of ashes. Thanks to your cunning, bravery, intelligence, good looks, and inside connections, you have saved the kingdom and thus your own ass. After all, you are the greatest, most badass man in existence. How could you not?
THE END
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