Saviour?

Immediately Sam had brought out the dark staff, he could sense a cold feeling over his body. Grabbing the staff and casting his first spell with it, then he could hear it…

The voices, faint incessant whispers which he couldn't comprehend. With each use of the staff, the voices became louder causing an underlying banging in his head.

Bearing through, he had continued, casting spells after spells until he couldn't take it anymore.

His pale face was covered in sweat with a dark energy evading his body filling it with power. The voices were exceedingly loud now, with his left eye getting covered by a black liquid.

The staff glowed brightly leading to the release of a wave of energy across the expanse. The cloud of dust around the area slowly disperse revealing a figure clothed in a dark robe made entirely from the dark energy swirling behind him.