Weizoth's shoulder mote continued to shine brightly. In doing so, it turned the path of Carmen's tornado away from Weizoth, sending it to tear up the scenery instead of him until it had run itself out. It doing so, the mote used up the remainder of its energy, simply fading out of existence. He took in a deep breath and spoke,
"I can understand how you are ranked 2nd...this has been by no means easy thus far..." Using his free hand, he reached into some of the folds of his armor and produced a small black gemstone. The pages of his book began turning as he held the gem in his hand. Black energy flowed from his fingertips into the hand. Soon after, a howling Wraith burst forth from the gem, shattering it in the process.
The Wraith flew towards Carmen, banking to her right as it approached and then screaming towards her from her right, aiming to grab hold of her with the fabric that made up its extent of corporeality.