You are done with the chant.
You weave the Wrath with your hands and chant 'Khizanth Arachnidus Iracundus'
A wound opens on your palm and you guide the black blood at Melkior!
A shower of black blood flies from Era's palm at Melkior!
Hurin utters a prayer for the fallen foe 'In nomine Faerwon. Amen.'
A pixie appears on Xunisiih's shoulder, whispers something in her ear and
disappears with a tiny *poof*!
Melkior moves on to happier hunting grounds.
Melkior is DEAD, R.I.P.