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Hound receives no answer. He glances down at Aegis. Her chest is cracked unnaturally; in between the crack Hound can see the glowing  jewel that houses her life force and tethers it to Regina. Its glow is unsteady, it flickers like a candle struggling to stay alight. She looks up, wide-eyed, in shock of what has happened to her body.

"Fascinating.  And here I was, curious as to whether or not Golems could bleed.  I suppose there's other ways of finding out..." Conrad steps forward, his sword on his shoulder...but then he turns and looks up.

Hound can see it. A skeletal clawed hand, as big as a house, rises up and scrapes the side of the mountain peak, grasping for purchase. Something rises from the peak, something black and wretched and unspeakable. Something of bones and sinew, held together by pure rage. It hoists itself up, black tendrils of darkness writhing as it tears itself free from the past. Hound has seen them before. They should not exist anymore. He knows of the vile pits from whence they come, places in hell that even the Old Demons feared to tread.

The Dracolich throws ts head back and splits the sky with its roar. [ http://medievaluniverses.wikia.com/wiki/Frost_Dragon?file=Frost_dracolich.jpg ]

Conrad smiles. "And now, I no longer need you or the filthy doll.  I would kill you, but that would be a waste for the Herald.  Watch and learn, Marcus.  Watch closely as I destroy everything you love." A black portal opens at his feet and he steps  in and disappears.

The mountain beging to collapse...inwards into itself. A gaping, black hole opens as the mountain is slowly swallowed up. The Herald takes to the sky, black lightning following in its wake...