Death...it filled the air.

Elthas saw the burning husks of Lichensith's allies for a moment, then returned the gaze of his smiling face back towards the man himself.

"Life. Death. Funny to think about it isn't it? You must think all this unfair right now." Elthas shook his head. The spectral daggers had bit deeply into Lichensith, and at the same time, Famine from Lichensith's weapon also coursed through Elthas. Elthas had timed his counter strike flawlessly, and it had paid off. He looked as Lichensith knelt. "Consider this." Elthas said calmly, as he passed final judgment on Lichensith. "If you hadn't done the things to Amari that you've done...this would never have happened to you." Elthas was determined to make Lichensith pay for all his sins.

As Elthas stood there, the blazing inferno swirled about across eternity, time and space.

Elthas felt considerably weakened, the bastard's famine curse had affected him quite a bit. After all, I did take the full brunt of his initial attack...now I must endure. Elthas thought to himself. He looked down on his chest, though it was true...Elthas had no organs or bone in the physical sense, there was a glowing mark of energy where famine had struck. Spectral energy leaked out of the potent energy, but it was a gamble that Elthas had been willing to take.

Elthas looked down at the severe injury.

Spectral energy swirled off it, and it hurt like hell. Fitting. Elthas smiled wider at that point. Then he looked back at the bastard before him. Elthas readied his spectral daggers one more time. The hour is upon us now...all the world's a stage. And Elthas readied his mighty weapons. And as he stood there...something happened.

His mind calmed and he could see the image of Hylda Terrentius before him...Finish this... She said to him in his mind. A haunted past.

And Elthas acted decisively. He meant to finish the job he'd started with Lichensith and become as Death might. Elthas ran forward at best speed, and readied his daggers for one final attack. The plan became real at that point. A few paces directly in front of Lichensith, Elthas acted. He used one of his two remaining blinks in a full forward assault. But the target? He was going to attempt to to blink right through directly and finish him off in that sort of way. Even as Famine burned through his body, Elthas knew this was his finest moment. He had to make every microsecond count.

And the entire time, Elthas began to laugh at Lichensith...his laughter became maddeningly serious very quickly.