Vandrael screams in agony as the flesh from his body is peeled off by the Shade's fingers and his entire body engulfs in flames. Dark shadows wrap around him creating a hooded robe and essence of his being. The knights clamps his hands over his eyes as his eyes burn, transforming into bright furances for all to see. As Vandrael touches his face, and sees his fingers, he screams in terror. No flesh covers his body anymore, he is a skeleton of flame, no longer the white knight that dashed in to protect his friends, but instead another foe for them to fight. With its flaming sword the Nightmare, that the knight has become charges Mordankell and Boundry, swinging his Hellish Blade around like a flaming brand.<br/><br/>Then Vandrael speaks, his voice is like a crackling flames and the whisper of Death made into one.<br/>"None shall harm the Great Shade, for I Nightmare shall turn all who dare to touch him into ashes. For I feast on the pain and agony that I cause, now die fools!"<br/>With that the Nightmare spews fire from its mouth straight at the party and then charges through the smoke and confusion like an angry elephant knocking people this way and that in its fury. Even as the party block or dodge its attacks, they feel its anger and witness its power.