Wrath reacts as the tail rises up to strike Benedict. As they continue to draw the beasts attention, they will hopefully keep from being hurt at all themselves. The wings return - blue flame and all as they spread from Wrath's back, and he moves with demonic speed from one side of the creature to the next. The heat of the wing sears with such icy heat through the tail, cutting the portion of the tail off with the stinger on it from the rest. That half of the tail falls to the ground.

In that same instant, his wings are gone again - so far from his own realm, Wrath's powers have more limits.

Once he's reached the other side of the beast that's now reared back, curled in on itself, trying to reach its own tail, Wrath dives his serpent dagger into one of the limbs on the other side with the slightest of smiles on his face. He does so enjoy a good hunt, and now the beast is attempting to swing a hit at him with one of its many weapons, but he weaves in and out of each hit.