"Molag Bal isn't one to let his sacrifices go so easily, I imagine. Still, to have your very soul sacrificed, to escape that realm but have to leave your soul behind. That's rough."

There was a certain amount of irony between the two of them. Him, the man with the soul of a dragon, and her, the lady with no soul. Obviously she wasn't a lich, like the dragon priests. Finn had never heard of such things when it came to sacrificing others, but necromancy wasn't one of the schools of magic that Finn studied or practiced.