The fire around him cackled loudly, masked only by his own maniacal laughter. The calm and collected version of himself decided that maybe he should ease back a bit, he doesn't want to seem like there's a demon inside of him waiting to let loose. [i]Then again[/i] He thought to himself [i]Maybe there is[/i] 

Is that all you got? Your flames won't be enough to crack this earth, let's see what that sword of yours can do." Anelle's words pierced through Constantine's psych aiding in only rebuking the thought of slowing down some. Constantine only more annoyed, pushing on the edge of losing consciousness. 

Constantine let out a thundering roar white flames exploding from his mouth, dragons dancing around him. He dashed inhumanly at his opponent screaming all the way. 

Constantine sliced madly at the wall in front of him cutting it in half horizontally in a single stroke. He then jumped back trying to circle his opponent he sliced erratically and cut down all the pillars surrounding Anelle, finally jumping in to slice open his intended target.