Abinnor at first thought that their foes were retreating, but his instincts told him that it was not the case and his instincts turned out to be correct. The cloaked men gathered in the plaza and began to chant in a language that he recognized as elvish. Abinnor suspected that they were trying to cast some type of spell, and soon the spectral entity appeared as the men stabbed themselves with silvered daggers.
Abinnor gripped his greatsword tightly in his hands and his mind quickly tried to think up what course of action to use against this foe. He saw Aragon try to attack the entity but the being seemed to absorb the dark magic, Abinnor cursed when he saw the half elf use a dark attack against the being, the man should have guessed that dark magic would be useless against such a fiend. That was when Abinnor got an idea, if black magic was useless then light magic may work against the specter. He hurried over to the half elf and let his greatsword rest in his left hand.
"I have a plan of attack, I will give this abomination a taste of the power of the divine" he said to Aragon, and the paladin drew upon the well of magic within him.
MP: 200/175
"Holy Fire!" he shouted as he shoved his right hand out at the entity and big bright white flames shot out of his palm straight at the beast. If it hit then the evil specter would be burned by intense holy flames and feel the agony of God's wrath.