Liu, impressed with the lordling's power, began to step forward carefully. It was in that moment that the surroundings were engulfed in darkness. Magic. Perhaps some form of confinement. Right behind him the form of Vaust melted away. His head turned to the side with his back fasting 'Vaust,' as though to regard the form from the corner of his 'eye,' then he turned around to converse, not shy about coming within close proximity. Though this nonconsensual use of magic set his hackles up and he had the urge to drop-kick this being with the extent of his speed, the fact is that this entity had plenty of opportunity to harm him and did not. He chose to believe that the being wanted to make contact with Iberis. He chose to speak in the language of )undeath( to this creature, a language he did not need to be taught as it emanated from the core of his being in a way he could not describe if he wanted to.

[color=662d91])"Resplendent, it helps distract from the unceremoniousness. I am not at liberty to say where one can find my master. I can assure you that I will deliver your wish to make contact; I deliver all wishes to make contact. We may converse about this once our task is behind us,"([/color] he confirmed. Up to this point, his tone was somewhat soft, like a diaphanous curtain. Here, his tone dried up. He delivered the affirmation with an impertinent command, in an arid tone and the words came out with speed, stiff and veiled with the vague threat of starting off on the wrong foot with 'the human necromancer.' 

Liu adjusted his filthy garb a bit and turned back in the direction he was facing originally. Though he had no inkling of how precisely this ability worked, for all he knew it could be entirely in his own mind, he had his doubts that the illustrious professor could stop time and thought it relatively unlikely that they had been swallowed by a personal domain. He knows the feeling of traveling between planes.