His hiss becomes a horrid scream, and his scythe glows brightly from the banefire. [i]"I will end you, Lich."[/i] He begins inhaling the necrotic power from the lich, and a river of necromancy blasts from the skeletal undead, streaming into his helmet as he devours the liches power, funneling it into his scythe. He points the liches own staff at him, and shoots a jet of raw necrotic power into the lich, draining away at the lich's strength and power, and lets the staff show him where the phylactery is hidden. He spins his scythe like he swinging it at the lich, but throws it instead, sending it blurring though the air in a wheel of banefire. It passes just by the lich, missing him by inches, and sinks into the phylactery instead, obliterating it, and half the room behind it, the scythe dropping to the ground untouched.