The smallest trace of a smile caught against Black's lips when he saw Kyralae find a way to attack the horsemen. The demon continued to watch the encounter, confident that the dragon would make short work of these enemies. That didn't quite happen. The rider's horse decided to take revenge on its master's attacker, and it kicked Kyralae, knocking her to the ground. He got angry then, and even though he'd seen the dragon's stone spell before, his irritation caused him to misinterpret it as something the enemies did to her. Without hardly thinking about it, the demon stood up, revealing himself from his hiding place and facing their attackers.<br/><br/>Ijemaru looked at him disdainfully. "What are you doing?" he asked flatly. "I guarentee you neither of your magic types will do them much damage. They're both physical-based attack methods."<br/><br/>"Then give me a spell that works," the demon demanded.<br/><br/>The human raised his eyebrows and blinked in surprise. Slowly, a smile crossed his lips. "A fire spell would do nicely. They have high manna contents, and manna is good against intangible opponents."<br/><br/>"Great," Black said impatiently. "So give me a fire spell."<br/><br/>"You're not used to fire spells," the human warned. "You won't be able to cast it very many times, and you won't be able to use it to its full potential." The familiar gave the human a very impatient look, which the human met with a smirk. "I'd recommend Ignesia Broca. Make sure there aren't any allies between you and your target."<br/><br/>"Right," the demon nodded, stepping forward onto the road. He lifted a hand and pointed it directly at the horse that had injured Kyralae.<span style="font-style: italic">I wonder if he knows that the dragon turned itself to stone,</span>the human thought, an amused smile on his lips. "<span style="font-style: italic">Ignesia Broca!</span>" the demon spoke, his voice positively dripping with manna. A palm-sized flame materialized just before his hand then shot forward. It moved in a spiral motion, and seemed to extend rather than simply launch, as if more fire was being generated by the spell and pushing the rest forward.<br/><br/>The spell was fast, and it slammed into the fiery horse. It nearly drilled a hole through the beast before the spinning motion tossed it aside. The spell continued forward until it his the rider. Even though the rider wasn't tangible like the horse, the result was mostly the same. After it more or less pushed through the rider, the demon ended the spell. "Hey, what kind of fire spell is this?" the demon demanded, turning to face the bushes where his human was still hiding. "They didn't catch fire."<br/><br/>"Really?" the human asked knowingly, his voice loud enough for Black to hear, and maybe the elves and dragon, but probably not the riders.<br/><br/>The response made Black second guess himself, so he looked around. The horse he'd hit with the spell was on fire now. It seemed the edges of the blast wound had been hot enough to ignite its fur and flesh. The thing looked unconscious, he couldn't blame it.<span style="font-style: italic">Okay.. I guess it's not so bad,</span>Black thought. He hoped it was enough to put the rider out of commission as well as his horse.