He lift her into the air at this point he was edging closer and closer to the third form and to loosing control. Though the closer he got the stronger his flames become, the less he was bleeding and it would start to steam an heal a bit. He was smiling like a madman as he watched her burn in front of him, his hand digging deeper into her. He was taking all the hits in stride as he could feel the rage consuming him. If she had watched his fights she could tell he was getting close as the mark on his arm expanded and he began to look more demonic. His fires burning hotter as he lifted and crushed her he then raised his sword high above his head and thrust her down to the ground and drove the sword through her. Though this also made her spear dig further into him and opening a larger hole, when he finally dropped out he was going to be in one hell of a condition. He moved to try and get on top of her body to stop the her from flailing as he moved his right hand to hold down her head. He opened his mouth as he yelled out to fight back the rage he knew he was at his limit but she had to be getting close to as he was resisting the urge to try and bite her and just go nuts. His mouth got closer though he stopped himself out of range of her head as well. He was being scratched and opened up all this time and knew if this didn't work he would have to pull back.