Malkil's face laughed, as a third portal appeared in the floor, directly infront of the giant face. Form this one rose a slim skeletal figure, a man, a lich. The creature glared at the vampires, then turned to glare at the face fo Malkil.

Destroy them,a nd you shall be fairly rewarded, fail and you shall know suffering beyond anything, not even death cannot save you from me.

The lich hissed angrily, it hated being a servant to Malkil, but it had no choice, serve and live, serve or die! The great face of Malkil began to regress into the wall as the black tentacles that rooteed t into the walls tore loose, binding the lich and pulling it backward, deep into the wall to replace Malkil's countenance. The creature hissed as the shadowy appendages oozed over it, covering its bony form, filling it, crafting a new body, the lich hissed in awe as its power began to grow as it became part of the castle itself. Finally the lich descended, a skeleton still, though it was covered by a layer of oozing shadow that slithered over it's bones.

A thick tendril of the oozing shadow extended from the lich's back, rooting it to the wall, and symbolizing its new bond with the castle itself. From the thing's back dozens of thinner but longer tendrils extended, appearing like a web of shadow. An echoic hiss resonated through the chamber as the lich's eyes flared glaring at Vorach. Then the room went black, darkened magically, even vampiric vision could not penetrate it.

I am Olrox, former high wizard of Sindarin, I will be your end.

The darkness faded and Olrox appeared, hovering high over the group, the room had become much larger, easily two hundred feet sqare with the ceiling at least one hundred feet up. Random obstacles now littered the room, as pillars rose and fell chaotically, the walls also moving, drawing closer then moving outward. The position of the Lifestone had changed also, the stone shifting to high up upon a wall as it appeared move of its own volition. The tendrils that extended from Olrox's back fanned out like a gigantic peacock tail, whipping the air as they coiled about.
Olrox folded his arms before him as his eyes began to glow green, then unfolding them swiftly two blades of force swept outward, heading for Her Servant, while Black Slayers continued to fill the now much larger room.

Welcome to your doom.

Olrox hissed a sa similar smile to that of Malkil's crept across the creature's skeletal face.