Darko looked at the bookkeeper. "Then you know of the books I seek. Long ago Hal and I wrote these books. And gave them to X long before your creation. These books hold a lot of knowledge that we had set aside for later use. We need them now. These books were in trusted to X and it holds something that is with my vast knowledge a location I have long forgotten that I created. I need it." He gazed at the creature. He felt more death and summoned The Death shroud "bring that champion to the underworld." The Death Shroud nodded and bowed as it vanished. 

 Malantious appeared at Xs temple and Floated over to the werewolf. "The Dark lord requests you cease this attack Dyleon. He needs something in this temple and he requests you stop. The death isn't needed." The Wraith stood there his cloak flowing against the wind and his eyes burned like a infernal fire. He stood with a bit of a bend and the didn't cast a shadow. The dark creature stood between the werewolf and the temple. "If I have to champion of blood I will fight you." He stared unblinking. Face less his voice like echos in a dark cave. This creature was heard of. A champion of the gods turned current and twisted. He was a champion of great speed and agility. No a general of the underworld and extremely dangerous.