[He catches it and holsters it on his back.]

Now for something a little more powerful.

[He closes his eyes and positions his hands in front of him. He beings his incantation.]

Wind, thou quickened dagger. No shield can repel thine unforeseen stab! Culling Flare!

[A large beam of light radiates down from the sky destroying anything in its path. It remains there for several seconds before dissipating.]