The shadowed creatures instantly melted away after Peter used his ability on them. Sam had managed to redo the circle by that time, but had also taken note of the heat that was blasting toward him. He threw his arms out in front of him and an invisible barrier formed between himself and the heat, only barely protecting the symbol in the process. Who was this guy?
Raising a brow, Sam finally looked at him with a more serious sort of expression plastered onto his face. Interesting. What else was he capable of? He muttered under his breath again, his latin chant fully in action while he kept his eyes on Peter, preparing himself for his next attack.