Rykon
Five Thousand Club
Zephiron looks to Snowfall, then at the Demon, pondering the situation for a moment. Zephiron opened his jaws wide and unleashed a barrage of deep purple fumes at the demon's face and gave him a firm, yet non-lethal, slap to make sure he didn't try anything clever like holding his breath. With the Broadkill potentially immobilized, he extended a hand to the ritual and began channeling as much power as necessary to finish the casting.