Sirius took a more serious look as he used his wings to makeshift a shield from Deaths tendrils that ricochet in dozens of directions once making contact causing Sirius to growl. While down below it was already a war zone having random blast rain down upon the battle field was bad for foe and ally alike. Reopening his wings as he prepared to take on Death yet again he rose a confused eyebrow to the beings sudden halt.

"...oh and what is this remember we are in a battlefield... so talk away," Sirius's wings were enveloped in a dark blue mana before bursting into a flurry of feathers that rained down upon cutting at every piece of flesh and steel they could upon Deaths body. With a few movements of Sirius's right hand the feather vaulted back up and started to spin around in a spherical like cage around Death threatening to tear him apart.