January 20th 2005. You are done with the chant. You wave your index finger while uttering 'cah mar nak grttzt' (cold ray) You pull out a steel arrowhead which bursts into a zillion technicolour sparkles! You watch with selfpride as your cold ray hits Trilloch. Trilloch screams in pain. Trilloch mumbles 'I was the best...the best...mmiwwff...' He spins around backwards and falls over. .seid eh sa hcollirT eht fo yrc-htaed suodnerroh eht raeh ouY. .P.I.R ,DAED si hcollirT ehT.