He nods. "He most likely built it as a safety measure, if he indeed is the one who placed this time altering spell. If too powerful of a threat gets in, something the lich can't kill alone, he brings down several tons of rock on their heads as he escapes." The giant skeleton he summoned sinks back into the earth. "Let's see how this staff reacts in it's master's home, shall we?" He lifts the golden scepter as he walks in, the staff glowing with black power. He begins chanting in a dark, twisted tongue, and the shadows around him begin warping and moving, the staff and his scythe both getting darker by the second. He floats into the stone crypt, holding the scepter aloft in his left hand.