round 1..
Evilild points upwards and screams 'Azzarakk, take this sacrifice I offer
thee!'
A gaping black vortex appears, pulling everything towards it!
You struggle against the gravitational forces of the black hole, as the
strength of the vortex grinds your bones against each other. Pieces of grit
blow past your face, and all the air is sucked out of your lungs. You barely
avoid being sucked in.
That really HURT!
You are about to DIE!

 round 2...
Evilild screams in rage and yells 'Feel your anger and strike with all your
hatred. Use your aggressive feelings and let the hate flow through you. '
You feel burning hatred and rage erupt within you!

 
bastard clones