Startled. It was a good word for the scenario. Only days ago Mathis had never seen anything supernatural and yet now he seemed surrounded by other people who all seemed to have similar abilities. Were that not enough it seemed he had stumbled into some sort of battle zone. This could be dangerous. 

Though his instincts screamed against violence, Mathis could see this was no simple matter. And these paper soldiers had not the reason to be negotiated with. When it was over and they were defeated, perhaps then he could bring this trouble to a peaceful solution. Drawing the card he had been given and placing it into its intended slot, Mathis steeled himself for the unpleasant task before him while the paper men charged up the hill towards him.

[color=00aeef]"You who would threaten the peace, I grant you divine retribution! Flames of Agni; DEITY!"[/color]

As his call was made, Mathis' body was entombed in a blinding light. Piece by piece the light faded but never completely; emerging a new form for the imposing well built man. Like the others he had been granted a heroic, if somewhat unconventional suit of spandex. The suit itself glowed a bright, unblemished, untouched white with a gold symbol over his chest depicting hands clasped together in reverence. This style ended at his neck however and the helmet stood out as something very different from the rest of the suit. Mathis helmet was a deep red with flame patterns decorating it. The helmet seemed to split in the middle into two faces looking 45 degrees from where the body faced allowing Mathis to look out of the centre two eyes. Finally, a As the light faded around his hand it seemed to condense into a tool. A hand axe with metal polished to a gleam and glowing red hot at the edge of the blade.

By the time the transformation was complete 2 paper men were already almost upon DEITY. From below his helmet covered face he breathed a sigh of resignment at the task before him. [color=00aeef]"Ashes to ashes."[/color] DEITY grunted and swung the axe with all his might. From its point a wave of flames lashed out at the paper men.