The Satyr proceeded to bite off the neck of another player much to the screams of horror that has shrouded the atmosphere. "Flame Half: Fire Beam." Eisen calmly whispered as he aimed his finger at where the Satyr was, it was going to be a gamble, he was either going to find the mark and find his target and hit it, or he was going to pierce the other two individuals who were rushing towards it as well.