He was too hesistant to throw his concentrated fireball and his mistress took advantage of this. He found himself trapped in her offensive barrier. Chains sprouted from the pentagram and wrapped around his limbs and pulled him to the ground.

His mistress continued by sending embers towards him, as they continued to close in on him he struggled to get free. He then sighed and stopped struggling, he had to perform a somewhat more powerful attack.

"Arme von verzweifelten Seelen ich herbeirufen die."

It didn't take long for the ground beneath him to transform into a pool of crimson essence. Multiple arms rised out of the ground and got a hold on the chains, breaking them with their immense strength.

Boris stood up and looked his mistress in the eyes. "Be lucky I didn't use that offensive. So got anything more?"