Mind, magic, body, all were fully spent, but he was victorious. The endless tide of fiends had finally met its end, and the fire purged whatever malignant entity lingered, as well as the curse that had resided in the foul black ruins of Yeen. The being in question reminded him of the Corpse Queen in nature, but it was far, far weaker, drawing all of its powers from the oily black stone, which had proved surprisingly hard to destroy.