Had it not been for the multiple amount of portals surrounding Igeyorhm and shooting what looked like arrows of mist at him, which also distracted him long enough for Grant and Wesley to collect themselves, they’d probably be toast right about now. Though, Wesley did find something strangely familiar about those arrows and the portals. He couldn’t place it, but he had this sneaking suspicion that he knew what they belonged to. 

Just as the Martyr had successfully fended off all of the arrows, something else was happening in the air. A strange, yet oddly-familiar, sensation surged through Wesley's body. A part of him knew exactly what that sensation was, but just one, short moment before he figured it out, right next to him, it took to the surface. Bullets ringed from the barrel and shot at Igeyorhm so fast that before either of them could realize what happened, there were five holes inside the attire that the Martyr had on, and sent him flying to the wall on the opposite side of the room, nearly forcing his form to crack through the wall. 

Igeyorhm made the same realization that Wesley did: Grant had ascended. If that wasn’t obvious enough, when he spoke, it became crystal clear. [color=fff79a]“Nice to hear you again, my friend,”[/color] Wesley noted, giving Grant a smirk.