Khoss was most impressed with Dalia's workings of the Dark Arts, he stood aside and watched her return Mara to life, and indeed this one would be bound to him, for his dark ichor was used, and she would be bound to Darkon as well, as was Dalia and the Evil Belle.
He turned to Zaruk and dispelled the circle keeping Zaruk in place, but held in his hand thr Harvester of Sorrows, for if Zaruk even made one false move, his dark spirit would feed Darkon. He gave Mara a nod and spoke to her, his voice grim and echoing.
"I am Khoss, Crown Prince of Darkon, And the Right Hand of his Majesty Azalin Rex, whom i serve and now whom you serve ultimatly, Mara Payne. I am your Mistress Dalia's husband and master, and as such you serve me as well. And as for the deal Zaruk -Turns to Zaruk and hands over Val, the Good Belle and the soul of Michelle Pain, trapped in a black gem to Zaruk- Leave here Demon you have what was promised, and come no more to this land, nor seek my beloved wife, Dalia. For if i gaze upon your face again, your dark soul well be fed to Darkon's ever hungry soil and your head will be placed in my hall of trophies."
Zaruk gave a nod and took the two women, and the soul of Michelle Payne, but could not leave, the Mists of Darkon pervented such a thing. Though it was of no issue, Khoss wanted to make sure Zaruk was truely gone, and opened his own portal to the Abyss, the blast of Demonic power, and the screams and the red light filled the vast chamber, Zaruk took the three with him, sobbing in tears, begging for mercy one would hear, even from the soul of Michelle, trapped in the black gem.
Once Zaruk was through the portal with his prizes, Khoss closed the portal and turned to Dalia and the blood and gore soaked Mara."And know that the business is done, time for me to conduct my own ritual, a gift to you my lovely wife and to your dear Mara, here."
He gave a grin, showing his wicked teeth, and ordered his men to place an atorphied heart upon the altar, and some ashes, and a few other items, some bones, and crushed black sapphires. With a quick slash of his dagger he cut Dalia's hand and collected some of her blood into a black iron chalice, and did the same to himself and to Mara. Tapping the chalice with his dagger he spoke strange words, which made the chalice glow with a black-purple light. All in the room would feel the power of the Negative energy plane and the Ethereal plane, the places where the dead walked.
With the power of the two planes flowing into the chalice, Khoss began to entone a dark spell, whispers, shadows, wails were heard and seen, the winds could be heard, the Winds of Death they did carry the spirit of Zillah back to the land of the Living. A whilrwind picked up the remains upon the altar, and mixed with the dark energy and the soul of Zillah. And when all settled and was calm, there stood Zillah, brother to Dalia, and servent now to Khoss, in his newly restored and perfect body, and completely naked.
Zillah was home, reborn as a vampire..