The Dark figure looked at his sister and nodded "very well, for you my sister i will show mercy, only this one time, but once the festival is over with, the prophecy shall begin, yet i do not know the results, alas, you knew in your heart i would return, but i know you thought i would come back changed," he turned and sighed, "we have father to thank for this, for my domain, for my powers" he looked at Valios and connected with his champions mind "Thats enough, you made presence that i have returned and that you are my champion, head to your land, and take my army too, and sit on your throne." he then looked at his sister after he gave the order "Remember, Mercy isnt my strong point, be glad that im showing this once"

The vast hordes of the undead stopped their onslaught and retreated from the lands, a Wraith, a Ghoul in armor, and a Banshee came up to Valios, each was one of the Darkos commanders for each creature and the wraith spoke in a screechy , "Where do we go from here my lord?" the ghoul then spoke in a raspy illiterate voice "place where food?" then the banshee spoke in a haunted voice "or a place where we can replenish our numbers?"