You stare at the summoning circle in front of you, as smoke begins to swirl from it and take shape. From the smoke appears what looks a cosmic abomination, swarmed with large, pitch black and carnivorous maws that move around her body like fluid. For sure, you have summoned Rhok'zan in an angry state. INSOLENT HUMAN, YOU DARE CALL UPON ME, RHOK'ZAN, THE ALL-MOTHER OF THE BLACK WOODS? I HAVE TOLERATED MORTAL STENCH IN MY BLACK WOODS FOR LONG ENOUGH. THE EMPTY THREATS END NOW.