Samuel would chuckle against her skin, how easily she read his mind.  He'd forgotten that they were bonded in that manner as well.  As he stood away from her, his hands cupped the dark flames that were flickering and growing between them.  His focus was quickly on the task before him and nothing more.  Lifting his hands to his mouth, he whispered into the flames between them.  "Strike out at those who currently call the Night Parade home."  Then he took a step forward and spread his arms wide, throwing the black flames into the air.<br/><br/>Tiny sparks split apart, a mass of them quickly flying through the air and growing as they did.  The vile energies of the flames were just as potent as those within the Night Parade.  They would cause carnage and havoc, and allow the hunters to strike behind them.  However, the flames would also serve another purpose.  With his focus solely upon them, he could see through them, sense around them.  He dropped to a knee, placing a hand on the ground to prepare the next bit of magic.  Thievery through the very ground, it would put a greater strain upon him but remove him from the immediate crossfire.