When the void started to fade away the warlock was kneeling with some of the armor cracking and falling off. Multiple wounds bled profusely especially the sword wound. Between shuddering breathes he managed to croak out a few words. "You fought well. Now I can find out what happens when a warlock over uses the Light." He rose unsteadily to his feet and raised his hand above his head. Light condensed around his body and then traveled up his arm to his palm. Flames gathered in his palm as well as void energy and arc lightning. His whole body was shaking and spasming with effort. With a final cry the growing orb burst in a colossal explosion of the three damage types.