Lanil smirks and says "They cant stand well against the power of dominion, they shall serve in my army of undead. the scourge shall ruin the horde...I will stand as their supreme ruler." and the sound of a runeblade echoes through fortinbras' mind, as a male scream is heard, and the sound of the bracer clattering on icecrown's floor, and Ner'zhul says "Lanil...this is where you and I become one. there is no going back after you don the bracer." and lanil juggles it a bit, and thinks, and she mutters "If I wear it...then you and I shall be one, and my powers over the undead will be absolute, correct?" and the Lich spirit says "Yes...but, it comes at the cost of shedding off most of your humanity. as your already beautiful enough...but our fusion would only make you slightly prettier." and she says "I've decided..." and the sound of a bracer clicking into place around lanil's left arm is heard...and she sits on the throne, quickly becoming coated in ice. and her last words are..."Get...moving." and she sounded like Ner'zhul, but also herself. while several runes of omen control surrounds the night elf country, and their world tree becomes more obsidian like, similar to the crystalline omen star, and the guards all bow in respect now, and the chieftain says "Lord. I've prepared a ship for your journey to the south pole. may you fare well in omencrash, for we have no idea what may await you there."