[i]As Cain took to drawing his spear, his foe would seemingly draw another weapon, but this time outstretching his hand above his masked head: the fabric of space, even in the miasma that coated Khalosh, seemed to break as the being would draw a flaming claymore: forty-eight inches long, seemingly an absurd weapon to use in such a scenario. Yet he didn't mind, as the flames were then extinguished as if obeying his will, as he rested the weapon against his shoulder and approached.[/i]