Melkior hovers in front, keeping at least a 20 foot distance from the demons. Alkazar walks by his side, so they will keep a speed greater than that of the demons. Melkior ignores the fact that the demons are walking at a slower pace, and doesn't slow up unless they loudly tell him that he is moving to fast.
The general casually looked behind him to see what was going on, but quickly turned back to the front as his lieutenant tapped him and pointed forward. They had arrived. Entering the room without waiting for an announcement, the general immediately moved towards the fallen dwarf. Checking him over quick, he surmissed that the fleshies had been correct in figuring out he was dead.
A moment later, the bur-lgura demon managed to get to the doorway, looking a bit wiped. Behind him stood the other demon, who didn't bother to try push himself passed and into the room.
"My, my, my. He really is dead. And he does look a lot like the Roryn guy that I've heard about." He looked at his lieutenant and smiled. "How much do you figure our little accountant can get us for this, on top of what we'd already planned we might get for a haul over the course of this job? Enough to retire? Oh wait, I'm thinking like a human. Immortals don't care about retiring. Now where was I? Oh yes."
Kneeling down, he held the dwarf's hands and steadied himself. Pausing for a moment to crick his neck, he nodded towards his lieutenant who placed a hand on the general's left shoulder, readying himself.
"Now then. If all of you would be so kind as to stand around me for the ritual, we can get on with this. I want to get this over with, and be paid as soon as possible. However, if any of you big, strong monkeys are too afraid to surround me on all sides when my hands are occupied, leave now. I refuse to babysit little babies who have no business being here."
[spoiler]Anyone with See Invisibility or anything of the like, can see the demon woman moving towards the top far corner of the room, crossing her arms, then proceeding to yawn.[/spoiler]