The air was filled with a loud clank of metal against metal. In one raised hand, Renn had caught and stopped Malifact's blade. "No. I refuse to die... especially at the hands of one such as you." She wrenched her hand back, jerking the blade from the Death Knight's grasp. "I will destroy you!" She cried, standing. The rage and adrenaline canceled out everything else -- the pain, the fear, the sorrow. She turned the blade around in one swift movement and lunged forward, driving it into his armored torso. It pierced his armor after heavy resistance, and darkness seeped out from around the "wound" in place of blood.

The rage in Malifact's voice caused everyone in the room to shudder, the cry of purest hate filling the entire chamber twice over. "Pathetic mortal! Thy damnation is at hand! Rise, minion of darkness!"

Renn, Artix, and Robina became aware of a dull rumbling from the far end of the dungeon, which became more pronounced with every passing moment. The chamber suddenly shook, causing more dust to fall from the ceiling. An ear-splitting roar, echoing throughout the entire structure, rose and then died down.

Malifact took advantage of the pause brought about by the distraction this caused. It jerked back, the blade sliding out of his armor without resistance, and then leaped back, landing in a crouch in the doorway. "The immeasurable power of darkness has given me more strength than thine insignificant mind can hope to comprehend, immortality being the least of it." The roar sounded again, much closer than before, seeming to come from the chamber directly beyond the Death Knight. He stepped to the side, and the entire doorway was blasted inwards by a torrent of darkness, leaving a gaping chasm that took up nearly the entire wall.

A dark, hulking behemoth stood in the ruined doorway, and as the dust slowly cleared away, it became visible that it was a dragon. Skin black, eyes aglow deep crimson. Renn stared in awe at the dark form before her, then uttered a cry of dispair. "Vivexyl!"