Geth saw Larz's body visibly stiffen after asking his question.
He couldn't help but sigh. Geth knew that broaching the subject of a Phylactery with a Lich.
"I... Have, My Lord," Larz answered hesitantly.
Geth nodded, "Good. Don't be so stiff. I'm trying to help you out."
Larz looked at him oddly but didn't make a response. The Elf was definitely on the fence about allowing Geth access, but he'd already willingly signed a slave contract.
He had no choice.
"COLONEL!" Geth shouted.
A light breeze flowed through the Tower, and a ghost-like figure appeared. His skin was shattered like glass, and a lava-like glow emanated from the openings.
"Yes, Master?" Colonel bowed respectfully.
Geth smiled and pulled out the burnt body of the man. The corpse had the same cracks, filled with a similar lava-like glow of the specter before him.