The sound of rustling of rubble being set aside made me turn to the Abyssal Lord I was fighting. It lifted a roof, looked at me, giving me a sinister grin a skull could make before launching the tin metal at me. With a thought, I phased through the metal, causing the roof to smack into the remains of the shack I was just in. The being was confused that its attack was useless, allowing me an opening to counter. Pumping more flames out of my sword, I gathered enough flames to make a purple fireball approaching the size of the three story being. The lord was showing a bit of nervousness and started to get out of the rubble, its bony legs kicking it aside. Acting quickly, I threw the fireball in a wide arc.