And suddenly he’s at the center of a swirling maelstrom of power, a power so potent he feels the hairs standing up along the back of his arms and neck. The familiar’s astral form turns blinding with radiant energy. The elemental swells to fill the entire room. The watcher screams with terror. The familiar shrieks. The elemental wails. The magic swirling ever more furiously around Bandit discharges like a fusillade of thunderbolts crashing down from the heavens, and a howling arises that seems likely to rock the house from its foundations.