The wraith flew to the ground, the bolts ripping through it's flesh. However, the Chaos Shard made it a being above concerns of the flesh, and it's body rapidly regenerated where it was struck. The wraith hissed with hatred, speaking in a cold, slithering voice. "I am death incarnate, mortal. Do not think you can defeat me." With this, the being sends out a wave of frost that freezes the nearby trees solid, turning the moisture in the air into ice crystals. Had Captain Marvel not had a resistance to magic, the blood in his veins would have been frozen instantly. Surprised that the wave did not affect Captain Marvel more than a thin layer of frost on his clothing, the being goes into a defensive stance, trying to figure out how to defeat it's destined opponent.