Darko, stood in the underworld before a Dead Council. They four stood there staring at him, the Blind Seer raised her hand and spoke faintly [color=8493ca]"You have come oh great lord, you honor us with your presence. But you know of the great danger that walks the world at this moment. Yet at the same time you know nothing of the Enemy that threatens.[/color] she sat in her chair elegantly. Darko looked at her and pondered her statement and was about to speak when the Head of the Council spoke [color=0076a3]"these games we know are not for you Lord Darko, but it is best you hear them. The threat you know of seems familiar but at the same time you hold no memory of. [/color] Darko looked at the head of the Council and spoke. [color=2e3192]"You right members of the Dead council. I need to heed the warnings and yes. This threat seems vaguely familiar. I do question it still. But what am I to do, my champion is ready for battle even as we speak, I have no clue where the blood goddess is and to make matters even more painful I have to make peace with my brother Hal. So you tell me. What is it that the threat is."[/color]

The army marched behind Chakan. It marched without fear. Wraiths, Banshees, Ghosts and Undead Dragons flew in the air in the distance behind the marching army. Skeletons and ghouls with pikes, spears, and tridents marched with shields marched the front lines. Liches floated in the back of the front line. Behemoths and other undead giants pulled corpse launchers behind them. Death Knights rode close beside Chakan as her personal guard even though her immortality denies it. Darkos generals, marched, flew and floated by Chakan.

The Death Shroud looked down at Chakan, and spoke in a raspy voice, [color=0072bc]"Would you like me to scout ahead, Champion of Death?"[/color]