"Here I thought you would not be foolish enough to oppose me mortal! You delve into works beyond your comprehension! My path towards lichdom will not be hindered by the likes of you filth!"

The necromancer lifts his staff over the pile of bodies separating the two of you. Dark sickly energies swirl around, you can hear the cries of thousands of lost souls crying out. A bright flash and then a strong wind pushes at you with the smell of decay. You open yours eyes as before you stands a towering slender dark figure measuring at least 20 feet tall, goat like horns crown its head and dark shining blue eyes that stare down at you.

Roll initiative.