Unfortunately, while it was impressive to watch, the shades of the past were no match for the demigod they were facing. Dozens fell with every passing second, from the great to the small. It bought his team some time, and, small as they were, the blows that were landed were piling up.<br/><br/>Irovetti paused, drawing close to Devaguea. "Heh... maybe in a different time, we could have been allies. I would have relished the chance to take on a god," the big man said, with a grin. "I guess being done in by a dragon isn't half so bad." He'd wait for a reply, before wading into the battle, the Rod of Razors held out towards his foe.<br/><br/>"I think it's almost time." Nyrissa said, drawing close to him. "When he is weakened, we shall strike - just as we planned. Are you ready? Do you think it will work?"