"Wake up, you idiot! We've landed." Raagu shouted.
"Finally!" A red light lit the eyes of a skull as it started floating and the various bones assembled themselves in the skeletal form of Inxialot, the King of Liches. "Are we there yet?"
"No!" She and the cat said in unison, rolling their eyes. "Thank the gods I've brought a Sealed Box with me. If I had to listen to that question one more time, I would have killed you myself, mission or not."
"Agreed." Inxialot nodded.
"On killing you?" Lith was flabbergasted.
"No, on the box part." Inxialot replied. "A nice, dark place where no idiot can disturb me is ideal for conducting my theoretical calculations. Besides, it's not like she could really kill me. She has no idea where my phylactery is."
"Yeah. No clue." Raagu clicked her tongue, pointing at the bell hanging from the cat's collar.