The swarm of attacks goes off, flawlessly, up to, and including, the Implosion spell. Only a second late does he realize that his target was a simulacrum, enchanted with epic spells to make it resemble the true deity. Likewise, the vial of 'blood' turns into dust, as the spell begins to take effect. Finally, as a last insult, a beam of sickly green energy lances out from a short range, burning a hole through Black, the wicked god teleporting in behind him. Now that he has a chance to study the enemy, Draiss will notice that his antagonist looks familiar; the young, kind cleric who'd accompanied him, on his journey to slay the marilith, a one-time cleric of Gond, though Jared is clearly no longer there, in this abomination, any longer.<br/><br/>"Die!" He roars, as he brings up his own divine shield, readying a spell to counter Draiss' next attempts.