This would be fucking brilliant if you carried on your quest and then, a few months later you and your party are in a sticky wicket, your health is depleted, yo

This would be fucking brilliant if you carried on your quest and then, a few months later you and your party are in a sticky wicket, your health is depleted, your foe is equally wounded but wait... he's laughing? "Nice try kids, but it pays to be prepared", the sorceror gloats as he swigs from his bottle of life potion... Fermribub and natnari's hearts both sink. There's no way they can take him if he's back to full health. All looks lost and they make peace with their gods, but wait... the sorcerer's body is not regenerating... he looks down at the bottle in disbelief... "Those bastard zombies have sold me snake oil!"