Constantine's blood lust was stronger than ever, his mind was split into two. The monster that was charging at his new boss, and the man who watched calculating the amount of pressure he should be exerting. The sounds of the room were damped to him, all he could hear was the fire burning around him, and his own laughter. His skin almost completely burned black, he was dashing when he realized rocks were flashing at him. 

The version of Constantine watching himself thought, [i] Goddamn she's fast, this is going to be good.[/i] He willed his body to try and doge the slabs of earth moving towards him. His speed being the main thing he's focused on in his life, he was able to successfully doge 6 of them. He sliced through the other three. 

Stopping about halfway to his intended target Constantine stuck a pose thinking, [i] Well I don't see any weapon yet, please tell me there is more.[/i] Hoping on egging his opponent on Constantine absorbed his weapon, and began launching fireballs Anelle. Wanting to match his opponent he launched 10, his white fire still dazzling around him. It didn't seem to be fading as it grew larger emanating from him. He charged at her reforming his blade into a cutlass, and with a slice through the air he threw a wall of flames at his opponent. His stretching soul beginning to feel a bit uncomfortable.