Jon cursed inwardly and continued swinging his bronze sword, hacking at the living darkness with no result. He never despaired about the loss of his magical ability as much as he did now. His current body was completely outclassed, he was tired from the previous fight, and his magic was like a candle in front of a giant bonfire in comparison to his new foe. With a single spell, he was defeated, and she effortlessly subdued fiendfyre.