Matthias finally released the grip he'd had on keeping the change back, and he could feel himself wash away in a wave of hellfire, the appearance of the young man fading to reveal the skull head and black leather gear, along with his weapons.  Without much fanfare, the opponent who had obviously caused this slaughter appeared...dressed in a definitely odd fashion, and carrying a fiery axe.  That was good.  If he used fire to attack, then the Rider would have no problem resisting that.  He, on the other hand, would be in trouble.<br/><br/><em><strong>"Demon!  Prepare yourself!  For the Spirit of Vengeance rides tonight!"</strong></em>The Rider bellowed.  And he whipped up his Hellfire-blazing shotgun and blasted the intruder.