It seemed that his quake proved useless, not the first time that he had faced foes that were immune to its effects. At this point he wondered why he even used it, rarely did it ever have an effect, even when it should have. "I see." Withdrawing his blade from the ground in a wide swing, he turned his head to the side to look more closely at the pyromancer. An arrow struck the side of his helmet, penetrating it only slightly and poking him in he eye socket. "Goodness gracious. Am I being assailed on two sides?" 

Knowing full well that he would be easily defeated, should he not pay attention to the archer, he lowered his blade to the side and wrapped the length of its edge in soul mass. With a quick swing to his right he threw the massive blast of soul mass from the edge of his blade towards the archer. A soul destroyer, hopefully the archer would believe this attack to be a simple spear. This blast of energy would explode just before striking him, and turn into a barrage of much smaller but deadly sharp fractals of soul mass. "I beg your pardon, but this might hurt, a lot."