<em>Hasted</em>and ready to pepper the lich with arrows should it emerge from the opaque fog cloud, the opportunity never came for Rayne and Sylvia. The undead king barked out a command and its pet dog stopped trying to hound the arcane archer and instead ran into the depths of the fog. There was one last spell from the lich and then... nothing, apart from the atmosphere feeling lighter as though a weight had been lifted off it.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spellcraft DC 19</div><div class="spoiler_body">Every villain's favorite escape spell for themselves and their pet dog, <em>Dimension Door</em>!<br/></div></div><br/><br/>"Get back here!" Youmu could be heard shouting, and then she rushed out of the toxic cloud. She sucked in the relatively fresh air gratefully and continued, "It warped off with its dog!" The<em>cloudkill</em>continued to drift towards the waterfall and then beyond, sifting through the collapsed rubble that blocked off the rest of the throne room in that direction. No exit that way, at least.<br/><br/>The only way onwards was the door behind the throne, which swung open at a touch, the dwarven hinges still functioning smoothly despite their age. Compared to the former grandeur of the hall before, the passage behind was narrow and unadorned, meant for servants to move behind the scenes. It soon opened up in a junction, but all of the ways onwards were collapsed in or blocked off by debris save for two: a spiraling staircase that led downwards and deeper into the ruins, and a rough tunnel sloping upwards that looked like it was dug out considerably more recently than the rest of the place.<br/><br/>"We've got the bastard on the ropes, let's finish it off before it can recover," Youmu was already taking a step down the stairs.<br/><br/>"I dunno about that, shouldn't we just get out of here and find Starstrike? The harbour should be practically overhead by now," Sylvia protested, pointing up the other tunnel.