When I arrived at the ashen cloud I had to quickly defend myself when Death came bursting out of the cloud, Elder Scythe glowing visibility in the shroud of dark death magic. Death struck inhumanly fast and I had to duck in to not be hit by the blade. Excalibur met the shaft of the scythe; white and green energy sparks flew in both of our faces, threatening to explode. Death had a knowing smirk, "