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It occurred now to Joe, Paul, and Siber that it would have been wise to do a bit more about the fire that the dragon had released before it was caught and launched. The dragon was regaining control in the air and fleeing into what was left of the house.

The book in Samuel's hands was burning and his skin was singed, even through his shield. Joe veritably exploded with fire as his Djinn 'sponsor' returned.

Helmsborough's eyes blazed as he released an enormous wave of light at Siber's demon.

The dragon, having wiped out the book, disappeared within the house.

Helmsborough grinned and braced himself, catching the car one-handed; it seemed to have simply attached to the end of his hand. He spun once and hurled it straight at Darius, almost totally horizontally.

Helmsborough sidestepped and, with a lunatic grin on his face, launched it again. This time, it was accompanied by chains springing from the ground - though the Hunters, Warlocks, and company had realized they were coming from portals to Crossover - to bind Darius' arms. Helmsborough rushed in behind the car.

((Wait, so just like that, the book is gone? That can't be right.))

Feeling the onset of flames, Samuel allowed a Gurul to have a little fun. He casually bent the direction of the flames into the debris that had been a house, while Samuel continued his chanting, now running towards cover and away from the battle.
Within the confines of his dæmon cocoon, Siber had no idea what was going on around him, except for the vibrations of Darius's voice, which he could not distinguish as words. Finally, the dæmon made a move, once he felt the threat... which appeared to be an expulsion of the visible spectrum... from Helmsborough. The light moved around the creature as it spun just before it opened up like a tulip from top and bottom, revealing Siber, curled in the fetal position and surrounded by a spinning maelstrom of bladed discs characteristic of a gyroscope.
Siber's eyes remained closed and he uncurled his body as though thawing.
Seeming in contrast to physics, Siber's cage moved to his side and began tracing geometrical patterns around Helmsborough while the car-tennis ensued. As Helmsborough prepared his most recent blast, the machine-looking dæmon released its blades in a hail of discs, forming the gyroscope again around Siber before he even hit the ground. Shifting focus, the creature-human duo plowed into the remains of the house, seeking the dragon. Once found, the creature became the target of a swift charge slightly left of the dragon's center, going for the heart.

Darius was neatly divided in two. Two gems remained on the left, two on the right. Then his arms seemed to liquify, in a disturbing reminder of someone else who was very black, and they devolved into their original elements until Darius was free, free to soar clear of the chains in two pieces, which subsequently formed themselves back together into individual six-foot tall constructs, each identical to the original Darius, besides the fact they each had half the number of gemeyes. Each one launched broiling waves of flame at Helmsborough, intent on breaking the shield despite all.

This time, the Darius chunk met his assault with its hand, then gathered a rather large and heavy bit of rock around its other fist and slammed that into Helmsborough's face. The other Darius bit gathered together a big chunk of rock that looked suspiciously like a large baseball bat.

((A question, before I continue.

How is it that the Titan's Fists sustain no damage when being confronted with Abaddon's annihilation shield?))