The massive iron gates slowly open, and the marching army of darkness enters the Stronghold... Hmm... This reminds me of something... I took a closer look at the guards on the wall, guarding the gates. Ordinary people. Some of those who swore allegiance to the necromancers in order to receive immortality as a reward. What fools... However, this is now to my advantage. I will wait for night, when they fall asleep, and secretly infiltrate the city.

But night is always over the city,
So that the forces of darkness do not suffer
From the Sun's true light.
The liches suddenly went to the posts, and the mortals they took away.
Cries of souls were heard, and here are new ranks of deaths.
The undead are coming, the former wars have turned into spectral form.
Did the liches leave through the portal of action?

What kind of spy am I? Look at me! Do I look like a spy? And the purpose of the visit is to join your ranks... I want to destroy Imperia... I want to become an Archlich.

Okay, but if you do something, you will suffer eternally in agony. Do you understand me? You entered the Castle, everywhere are tapestries, maps, and here is the main hall. On the throne sits Markel, what do you need, Lich? As I see, you have found me, why? The staff is now mine, and I will use it to achieve my personal goals, to avenge the destruction of my teacher, so why have you come?