Both of his attacks had missed, and Abaddon quickly discovered that this metahuman's power was rapid teleportation. Wonderful! Looks like this battle wasn't ending as soon as he had hoped, so his meeting with Thasseldar would have to wait. Shiro had quickly spawned two automatic weapons and began firing away, much to Abadddon's annoyance and minor amusement. Seriously, if a shot to the [i]head[/i] from that rifle hadn't worked, did Shiro honestly expect those of lesser weapons to do so? Deciding to humor him, he allowed the initial barrage of bullets to hit their mark, but to no obvious effect. Some passed through him, while others seemed to just melt into his body.

"Silver," Abaddon chuckled as he held out said bullets towards Shiro, "Do I look like a werewolf to you?!"

Tossing them aside, Abaddon began his retaliation by dodging and deflecting the following barrages with magic. He also started to fire lone orbs of darkness towards his foe, doing so in a way that made it seem he was just hoping to eventually hit him. There was a strategy behind the wild shots though: Abaddon was attempting to discover a pattern in Shiro's portings as well as any other latent abilities being used in his fighting style. It worked.

Shiro would mainly appear at angles that would exploit the "blind spot" such as directly or diagonally behind him, or even right above him to avoid being hit on the ground. Abaddon also took notice of his glowing eyes and linked them to Shiro's apparent sense of premonition. Having fought teleporters in the past, he decided Shiro belonged to the rare bunch of those able to see in all directions.

"Hmph, two can play at that game," he thought. Focusing his senses, Abaddon began to better predict and avoid future attacks. With Drevenon's vision, he would also be able to see in multiple directions, as well as take notice of any developing distortions in the energy spaces around him. These would be the perfect indicator to where Shiro would reappear!

A few more evasions and deflections, and Abaddon moved in for his more coordinated strikes. As the space on his right began to distort, Abaddon whipped himself in its direction and in one lightning fast movement-

A flash of light appeared in between him and his foe. Abaddon sprang backwards, landing on all fours and on guard. Was this his foe's backup? Now he was just getting pissed and was on the verge of just exposing the entire area to a much stronger variant of the Devourer's Wrath (which would essentially draw everything save for Abaddon towards itself to obliterate them in a chaotic vortex).

[i]"You're more intelligent than the average demon,"[/i] the glowing girl had said to him before turning to Shiro. She was holding both of them back, so perhaps she wasn't the teleporter's backup. A friend perhaps...

"Do you know this metahuman?" He asked her.