Bottles crashed to the floor as the warlock furiously searched his shelves for the last needed ingredient for the new spell he'd been working on for weeks. All he needed was a human eyeball. One would think it would be easy enough to obtain with the number of fortune seekers ransacking the graveyard in Covetous. However, the Warlock was not alone in the dungeon since Akor and that annoying flying creature moved into his dungeon, killing the humans before they reached the graveyard. “I can't work under these conditions!” the Warlock bellowed, smashing more bottles in his tantrum. From behind, a low voice was heard. “Master, perhaps I can help,” said one of the Warlock's disciples, adorned in the usual black robe. The Warlock turned to the mage with a look of doubt. “How can you, a student of the arcane magic, help me, the most powerful Warlock in the world?” he said almost mockingly. “I have heard of a new place, a dungeon deep under Marble Island. It is called the Ankh dungeon,” the mage said lowering his head to avoid the Warlock's eyes. “Inside, there is a graveyard much like this one, but no other creature nor wizard has claimed it.” The Warlock stood for a moment and then turned to the mage. “The ankh is the symbol of sanctuary,” the Warlock said. Soon what appeared to be a small smile formed on the abomination's face. “Gather the mages. We are going to Ankh where we will make it our hallowed grounds -- where I and I alone will reign." Story by Skye Wolfbane @Skye Wolfbane The warlock mini-boss has officially moved to his new home in Ankh dungeon.