Chuckling Loxus starts to draw the fire into an exorcism pattern while he distracted. "I can hold my breathe for a while. I was trapped in a room like this for a few hours before. Fire takes a long time to clean a room this large of air." Once the circle was complete Loxus gets serious look on his face. "Doesn't matter now. Holy lock." The pattern locks Nathan inside of it, but still allows air in. "Strategy was the name of this game I believe you said. Shouldn't mess with the best." Loxus lifts himself out of the blood fire with his wings and starts to funnel the fire into his wings again. He says before he starts to chant, "With all this fire I can now exercise you in a matter of moments not long enough for you to break out." Loxus's voice takes on the sound of many in his own. "BY GOD'S HOLY FLAME, PURIFY THIS BEING BEFORE ME."