The world around you wobbles, shifts and slowly comes to a halt. It seems the
walls between the different planes of existance are once again impregnable,
with the clone menace
    on the other side and you.. on the other side.
You just gained 60 style points in Shadow Sabres guild.
Nomed utters a prayer for the fallen foe 'In nomine Faerwon. Amen.'
You have a new party kill option for top10!
A large hole replaces Balhannoth's face.
Balhannoth is DEAD, R.I.P.
The magic mist around the dead Balhannoth's neck leaps to Lammas's Kerbholz.
The magic mist around the dead Balhannoth's neck leaps to your Kerbholz.
A new mark appears.