"We were attacked by the undead... Skeletons, zombies... but that wasn't the worst. What filled me with terror

"We were attacked by the undead... Skeletons, zombies... but that wasn't the worst. What filled me with terror was the invisible dark entity crawling among the stones. This... thing... was driving us crazy — literally! Jaqueson rushed to a stone statue and beat it until he broke all his fingers. After that, there wasn't much use for his magic wand, though the poor fellow never gave up trying to help us. Berberton fell behind when we began our retreat. The last time I saw him he was squatting over a heap of carrion, gorging himself... and sobbing like a newborn all the while, I swear by Pharasma!" Tears glint in Anoriel's eyes.