Undead, Oh Undead

Icecrown Citadel, lower level.

The mana shield surrounding Lady Deathwhisper's body flickered more and more erratically, looking as though it was about to collapse and shatter.

This female lich's mana reserves were indeed astonishing. If an organized army had not been focusing continuous fire on her, they probably would not have broken Deathwhisper's mana shield in a lifetime. They were draining it more slowly than she could recover it—how the hell were they supposed to fight that?

Vivianka, the professional finishing-blow specialist, stood quietly in a corner of the hall, waiting for the moment to strike once the shield broke.

Lady Deathwhisper's ascended cultists had long since been slaughtered by Vivianka. As for those cultists who had already become undead, even their soul essence had been absorbed and devoured by the Demon Blade Girl's sword, transformed into excellent nourishment to strengthen her.

At last, Vivianka's opportunity came.

The grayish-blue mana shield around Lady Deathwhisper's body flickered violently a few times before vanishing. The female lich's fragile skeletal body was directly exposed. Lady Deathwhisper was not as absurdly powerful as Kel'Thuzad, whose bones had been soaked in and enhanced by the Sunwell. Thus, aside from that freak Kel'Thuzad, other liches all had relatively fragile skeletal bodies.

On the other side, as a gifted and formidable Archmage, Jaina had no trouble doing two things at once.

"Now!"

While gripping her staff and continuing to channel mana to maintain the ice layer against the corrosion of Death and Decay, she waved her left hand. A path of ice formed before Vivianka, then rapidly extended through the air, reaching directly behind Lady Deathwhisper.

Thus, the Demon Blade Girl, who possessed the most savage single-target burst damage in the entire Northern Expedition coalition, immediately stepped onto the ice path and charged straight at the grand