Anelle could only wait for Constantine to unleash more and more of his powers, watching the man with a smile that was less than savory. She didn't move from her spot though, and remained still by the wall at the other side of the room. The heat was making her excited and her eyes sparkled with a ferocity. The heat seemed to invigorate her, and her usual lazy slouch was gradually beginning to straighten out. There was little more that she enjoyed than plain battling it out with someone going at their fullest. Even if it was too impressive yet, the willingness coming from him made it ever intriguing.

"That's right! Come at me!" she yelled, the excitement lining her voice, "Show me all you've got!" 

It was clear if the man heard her of not, but soon charged at her with his blade, the fire streaming in a blazing white trail. He had blood in his eyes, and for a moment looked nothing less than a demon. It was like a monster was cutting through the fire, his body gliding, forcing the flames apart like a tidal wave. The fire crashed against the barrier, but it did not falter, the white flames shooting up like walls around them.

Her eyes glinted, and while she didn't make any obvious moves, three rocky pillars snapped up from the ground behind her. She wanted to see how far he'd get, and her smile widened. On will, the pillars separated into thick slices. Piece by piece, the disks were shot off at tremendous speed at Constsatine. There must've been at least 10 launched in the air within the span of seconds, and the three pillars still had more than half their load. A straight charge would mean he'd be forced to use up his strike or dodge, considering the speed of which he was running.