Khazna had bid his troops to standby for now; meanwhile he had doubled around and was now crouched low as he traversed a giant petrified strand of web. It was wider then he was tall, thus making it a simple task to cross. Khazna, otherwise known as Tablurath, could only marvel at the huge webs spread out across the plane. Surely no mortal spiders had weaved such massive constructs to be sure. The strands of energy in the realm were also unlike anything Khazna had ever seen. The realm seemed dead for the most part, but their existed an unnatural bundle of power bound within the very heart of the Daemon pits. 

Something like that was worth exploring further- but not now, he had a mission to complete. On the great mound of rock suspended by countless gigantic spider webs, Fury seemed to have begun trading blows with a yet unidentified humanoid. Whoever they were, they possessed an adequate amount of power themselves, yet Khazna was sure Fury could handle him. That left questioning of the lanky looking fellow to him. The spider webs that made up the plane made not only achieving a high ground advantage a simple task, it made traveling undetected while keeping track of his target childishly easy; at least when one possessed the preternatural sight he did. 

The man had stopped atop a rise of earth, a small natural or built cave at its base. Khazna's strand of web did not lead directly above the man, but it did end at a pillar of rock rising ten feet above the man’s position. Once he reached it he estimated he was no more than approximately seven meters from the man, to his 6 o'clock. Standing at his full height he studied this one carefully, he carried a unique aura about him and as if his use of some odd sort of skates was not already an indication, he possessed more than a few powers. Beyond that, it seemed the man shivered now and again, most would not have perceived it from this distance, but Khazna easily picked it up. 

With a smiled hidden underneath his black skull faced mask, he cleared his throat. "Oi there traveler! Well now! What do we have here?! I hope you don't mind me saying, but you surely don't look like you’re from around here do you?" Then the palm of his hand lightly struck his forehead in mock rebuke. "Ah! But where are my manners? My name is Tablurath, Cardinal of the 6 fleet and conquistador extraordinaire! Who might you be if I may ask? And from where might you hail?" 

Khazna waited with his arms folded at his back and out of sight as he patiently waited an answer. Mean time his eyes scrutinized the fabrics of reality that melded and bent around the man before him.