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Captain Marvel said "I feel their power...they believe in me..I wont fail them!" He chagred at Wraith and ounched him up, and continued punching him up into the sky. He put his fist totogether and hit The Wraith up and yelled "SHAZAM!" the powerful blast came down on the Wraith.
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The punches rip through the wraith's body at the point of impact, the blows sending shockwaves throughout his body. Bones crunch and shatter, piercing the skin, but the holes are not as holes should be. A hollow interior is revealed, where a normal being would have organs. The layer of skin and armor seems to shatter with each blow, until it looks rather threadbare, riddled with large gaps. When the bolt of lightning strikes from above, it combines with the magic from Doctor Fate to completely obliterate the body. However, Raven was no longer sending Captain Marvel magic, having been distracted by another battle, and remaining is a single, glowing gem. 
The gem floats for a moment, visible clearly and radiating primal power, as well as multiple colors of light. It's rather like standing near a nuclear reactor, if it had been creating magical energy. However, before you can do more than catch a glimpse of this odd gem, a black layer forms around the gem, creating a shell of some unknown material. The black goo indents, and turns solid, extending and morphing until the familiar features of the Wraith emerge. A brief moment later, the fully colored Wraith is standing before you, as if you hadn't even attacked. "Fool. You cannot kill Death."
Using the temporary break in Captain Marvel's attack pattern, the Wraith moves in close, it's claws extending. The dark magic you can clearly feel radiating around the claws doesn't do much to you, but as the Wraith slashes at you you feel it slicing through flesh like butter. Luckily, you can avoid a lethal strike, experience from many previous battles with powerful opponents saving you, but it still gets in a good hit. If Doctor Fate becomes similarly distracted, the Wraith would rip Captain Marvel apart. While Captain Marvel had been throwing magical energy around like it was nothing since the beginning, the Wraith was simply using Captain Marvel's perception of him to affect him. The Wraith would not become exhausted, and it's power would not run out.

Bob makes a quick estimation of his opponent. A fighter, definitely, and judging from how ordered his mind was, a disciplined one. Used to a black and white picture. Which could be interesting, but was usually lackluster. The man was also not interested in anything new, which was quite a shame, as without the additional rules Bob would have proposed there was little hope of him winning. However, it would be completely uninteresting to blow him to dust without a real reason. There wouldn't be any dramatic tension, and it would be all-around boring. However, as Bob was considering this dilemma, he was distracted.
Such powerful auras. Such a familiar, boring, arrogant mind. Such a lack of emotion and drama. No doubt, this was the woman Bob had met before, the one who had originally explained to him the working of the Red Truth. Bernkastle. Good God was that girl boring. Not only that, but judging from the similar beings who had appeared alongside her, she had brought her friends along as well. They were scattered, but every single one of them had enough power to change the game completely at will. And not a single one of them was doing anything interesting whatsoever. Although it made Bob feel slightly racist, he was forced to assume that witches fromt their universe were simply inheritently boring. Perhaps the magic required a blank mind, or there was some kind of 'boredom gene' that had made them all this way. Whatever the cause, there was no doubt that each and every one of these witches was completely and utterly bland. Then he smelled the marshmallows.
Bob couldn't believe it. His entire world was turned upside down by that simple, sweet smell. Such a delicious smell. Not simply the smell of a candy, created by the human mind, no, it was much more than that. It was something unexpected, something Bob hadn't seen coming. It was something completely new. Even Bob had never stuffed one of his many forms with marshmallows. The idea was simply.... priceless! Smiling brightly, Bob decided that perhaps he had been too quick to judge the witches, for surely anyone capable of such an idea was capable of more original thought. Indeed, it opened the gateway for an entirely new series of ideas and possibilities. Either this was an exception, or the witches were less bland than Bob had thought.
Bob instantly portalled to Lambdadelta's location. As an afterthought, he created another Sliver. Although a lot more powerful than the Wraith, this Sliver was still far inferior to Bob's power, and the fight between it and the demon hunter would be far more interesting than if Bob had fought in person. Furthermore, the Sliver was instructed to make things interesting, as opposed to a simply 'search and destroy' mission. Smiling at Lambdadelta, Bob forgot about such matters, however. "Why hello, my dear. I couldn't help but notice your insides are marshmallows. What a beautiful idea." With all the subtlelty and tact of Godzilla on a rampage, Bob bows and introduces himself to the Witch. "My name is Bob, I'm the resident God of Chaos. Although I here there's another one arriving soon, so that should be fun."