Jason pants in exhaustion, the blaze taking a lot of energy out of him, when the ghost slams into him, taking his body from him. "Interesting. Such burning hatred. Let's use that fire, shall we?" His eyes flare, and his whole body bursts into flames. He then watches as the ghost attacks his group, flaming weapons etching themselves into the air, hurtling towards the group. Several daggers, axes, and throwing stars soar through the air, slamming into the group. He does his best to try and pull the flames back into his body, but to no avail. Then the ghost looks at Shaula, and feels a wave of hate sear through his mind and body. His flames turn white, and a large flaming whip spools out of his hand. He cracks it at the group, the weapon releasing an explosion of flame that engulfs everything in front of him, mostly around Shaula. The ghost starts in surprise as he stops fighting for control, and attacks her in furious rage.