You are done with the chant.
You trace fiery silvery runes in the air '!( !!'
Your druidstaff is surrounded by a sudden cloudburst, and you glory in sheer
 power as the staff floods your spell with pure energy.
The silvery runes flash in a blinding white light.
You watch with selfpride as your star light hits Ens.
Ens suddenly stops breathing and jerks a couple of times violently, then falls
to the ground, lifeless.
Ens is DEAD, R.I.P.
Ens's corpse is collected by Death, clad in black.