The sword parts the mountain; absorbs the foray of the moon!
"All you have is tricks demon!" shouts Hanoi Xan as the sphere grows around him. "But there is more than one way to deal with that sort of thing!"
As the thunder booms and the electricity arcs, Hanoi quietly slips off his gauntlet and slips on some rubber gloves.
"Be prepared" whispers Hanoi to no one in particular, "I shoulda been a boy-scout."
Drawing an ancient Katana from somewhere under his flowing, flapping cloak the dark haired villain waits patiently and then as the Demons attack reaches a climax, Hanoi moves. Mumbling words unheard he holds the ancient blade steady and as the energy from the gate cascades at him, he parries with the blade. But the attack is not reflected. It is absorbed. The lightning, the thunder, the magical gate. All of it is sucked into the sword and Hanoi wielding a blade pulsating with arcane energy rushes to attack. He swings at the demon and the demon backpedals. The blade strikes the ground and the tremendous energy sends tremors and a great crack, beginning at the point where the sword touched the earth rushes towards the demon ever widening.