The cleric spins, as the staff strips away the last of his defenses, glaring as he turns and brings up his weapon for another charge... and staggers back three feet, a chunk of his shield taken out, along with the gaping hole in his chest. Despite the wound, though, he still tries to charge, falling ten feet shy of Draiss.<br/><br/>With the death of the cleric, the unhallow effect fades, and the roaring portal begins howling for the rest of the party, the screeches of the remaining Abishai filling the air, as Tiamat herself glares down, furiously.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;">"I WILL DESTROY YOU."</span><br/><br/>Tiamat's voice, echoing from the heads of the five great dragons, booms through the room; everyone but Draiss is stunned from the sheer force of it, seconds before her aura enters the room, as the five heads snake through the portal. Nothing but the two of them will be moving, for this fight.