Strangely enough as Xavier hit the ground, no bones of his were shattered. It was as if the momentum was somehow cushioned by an invisible force of some kind... The air continued to sting of ash and brimstone. As the flesh colossus falls, the same miasma from before begins to surround its torn apart corpse, fog stretching and consuming the beast with gaseous appetite. A silhouette flickers in the fog for a moment - a shadow of a demented angel of sorts, with wings made of abominations. It appeared for only a moment before disappearing. Lucien falls to one knee as he stabs his sword in the ground, panting heavily. This was not seen at any time during the battle, and his panting seemed to almost sound like his breaths were emanating from decayed lungs.