As the giant foot comes slamming down on Naraka, he has but an instant to brace himself. Upon contact with the foot, Naraka softens the shot with earth meld, forcing himself into the ground the foot ontop of him.
"Vile bastards. They do not understand my purpose. And with that they will meet their fate." Naraka roars his body pulling himself from the ground lifting the leg of the triton and throwing it to the side, knocking the triton down to the ground
Stumbling out Naraka see's Soul Reaver, and even through his pale, weakened face he smirks towards him. "How clever. Hiding like a child behind that sword of yours. It's the only thing that gives you the will to continue. Without it... well, you're but a fly pressing his luck."
Naraka steps back, his body glides gently across the ground as he slides backwards away from the warriors, a smirk still on his face.
Stopping, making some distance between the warriors, Naraka extends his hands out, facing the warriors. Red cords of blood slide up from his back to the front of his hands, right below his wrists. The blood balls up right under his palms and glows for a moment before disappearing.
Closing his eyes, Naraka pushes forward. Fire whips up around him with a Red lighting, and he unleashes it at the warriors in a wide arc that covers a large section of the battlefield, then narrowing in on the warriors in twisting, writhing cords of Red lightning, smoldering with a dark maroon, almost black fire. The lightning burns rocks as it passes over them, leaving charred marks where they were.
Just before reaching the warriors, the Lightning is stopped, balled up in the air as it accumulates. The lightning is so great that it actually draws the warriors towards it, what's left of their hair stands up on end, pulling forward hard, tugging towards the lightning, forcing the warriors to pull back.
Fei stands, his skin completely melted off his chest, revealing a bare muscular torso where his skin once was. Pieces of his skull exposed on several spots, as well as bone on both his arms and back exposed; his eyes closed, concentrating completely on the greater lightning to smuther it with his power over the umbra, but his sheer weakness since his return, creating a great flaw on his half.
The lightning keeps pouring in, bending in the air as Fei continues to try and stop it. His legs start sliding back, as he feels himself going weak in the knees, blood sweat rolling from parts of his head that weren't melted away.
Through his concentration, he attempts to get ahold of Tamrissa to help him stop the lightning, giving the others a chance to attack Naraka at his most vulnurable situation.
"Tamrissa.. Help.. Please....I can't do this on my own." Fei mindspeaks to her, blood pouring from his forehead.