[i]"Dra-so'iraas, menain ir ol!" (You're wasting your time, survive and run!)[/i], another voice spoke out from the shadows. Suddenly, just as it had come upon him, the other demon was gone. Abraxas stood up and looked where it was going, towards another figure in the distance, he guessed the one that spoke. He saw the events unfold, as the smaller figure was seemingly crushed then it's shadow grabbing on to the others arm. The resulting destruction as it tried to get it off was immense, as part of the street was destroyed and several buildings now were in ruins. Abraxas noticed that the shadows that had been bothering him earlier had run to this newcomer.

Then the demon looked at his upright body, and charged at him once more this time noticeably slower. So he must be wearing down from this rage or it was the shadow sucking on his life force. Either way Abraxas was now in a favorable position and readied himself for the attack. His arms burst into flames and he pulled them far apart from each other, as if praying to a god and he spoke, "Gor, lok nal cutta ro!"(Now, become ash from flame!). His flaming arms then collided with one another and a torrent of flame spewed forth, going straight for the oncoming demons. The longer he kept it up, the weaker he would become, so after 10 seconds it would be over.