You didn’t need your Dad to get where you are, you don’t need him to kill Velzix either. You’ll do it yourself, like you always have. You probe the minds of the dead to get your information.

You scan them all to make sure you don’t miss anything. Excellent, they’ve all been within the inner reaches of Velzix’s realm. You know exactly where he dwells.

You sneak and creep and lurk better than any dark elf assassin while on your way to Velzix’s fortress. When you arrive, you go through the secret way you saw in the minds of one of the soldiers. You can feel the malevolence emanating from all areas of this place.

It doesn’t take long before you get into trouble. Demon and mortal patrols hunt you down. The mortal patrols you welcome since you can easily kill and then raise them. Still, you need to get to Velzix soon, before you’re completely overrun.

Eventually you reach Velzix’s throne room. He’s already prepared for battle.

“Ha ha! At last a real fight! I shall enjoy ripping you apart and feasting on your soul little necromancer!” he chortles and swings a huge whip at you.

You summon up ghostly warriors to assist you, and Velzix responds in kind by opening up several portals where large amounts of demons come pouring out. While you’re powerful, you can’t fight Velzix’s seemingly endless reinforcement of demons. You land some good hits, but ultimately you’re overwhelmed.

Velzix picks up your drained bloody body to mock you one last time.

“Since you took the effort to come visit me personally, perhaps I’ll pay that little queen of yours a visit personally too. Show her what REAL power is!”

Velzix then proceeds to make good on his promise and slowly rips your soul apart before ultimately sending you to oblivion.