it started as a high pitched whistling that then went past him, landing with a thud in the ground was a dragonbone arrow. Abraxas was then besieged on all sides as arrows landed left and right of him, a single blue light was set apart from the night sky. An arrow managed to strike him in the chest, piercing through his thick armor slightly, enough to irk him. He pulled it out, throwing it to the ground and his black blood poured forth from the wound falling to the ground with a splatter. The ground itself seemed to burn black as soon as the blood touched. Abraxas then realized that he had over stayed his welcome and it was time to flee but first, one more surprise. He flexed, his body becoming wreathed in flames and he began to run away from the city, his body causing fires as he went. Though he did not know it, he was heading straight for the magical barrier, causing a path of fire as he went.