Nil tilts, for the lack of a better word, its head to one side when it sees the young warriors reaction. The Eye of Kolobos, set in the middle of the swirling Holy Shadow, glows a deep crimson as it analyzes the composition of this apparently changed entity. The scarlet glow fades, and Nil can almost physically be seen to be nodding to himself. It's almost as if it has just now understood something pivotal, and with that understanding comes quiet resolve. With a sudden shift, the Holy Shadow cloak peels backwards, revealing for the first time during this fight the nothingness beneath.

It's not fair description to say that Nil is a floating hole in reality, however that is the closest most minds can come to perceiving it. Certainly no mortal vision could see further than the space devoid of darkness and light, yet still visible in an eye watering way that have driven some to gouge out their own eyes. From out of the folds of the Holy Shadow, but really from the event horizon that is Nil, a fearsome head erupts. The face is vaguely draconian, but covered in luminescent white fur with the cold eyes of a wolf glowing brightly as they narrow upon Nergals form. The Holy Beast opens its massive maw, and in a single howl expels a pillar of heavenly light directed at the silvery glowing warrior.

At the same time, and almost unseen, a corpse drops from the same point of origin from whence the head appears. The bloodied corpse blends in with those others that already lay in a wide carpet around the single standing stone, but there is something different...sinister about it. Even so...it is only a corpse.