Xavier was trapped unable to move or break through the rising spell. The more power he pushed to break through it the powerful it becomes when it faced him instead. Like a ricochet cannonball the spell threw his force back at him, sending him backwards; restricting his moves and holding back his resisting. He stood facing the coming cursed spirits while they called the devils to spare them if they get hold on him. Was it like a mission? Was it an exchange? A soul for a soul and a life for a life, to let one in, were another take his place; Perhaps, or perhaps not!