The Abyssal Chant formation, although it had the power to stop spells, that was where its limits lay. It wasn't a move that particularly did well in terms of attacking.
The attacks now coming from Enaxx's body were different from before. They were constant, needed next to no formations, almost just whatever he imagined he would be able to produce from his body.
This meant that the formation was useless in blocking these relentless attacks, especially with the power they had.
A downside to the Helmet that Raze was wearing is, he didn't know how much pain his body was in. He had been hit by a few wind strikes, some devastating fire strikes a few times already.
Sure he could fight, but what if his body was a mangled mess and his body was just hiding it.
'None of that matters,' Raze thought to himself as he went and lifted his sword in the air. 'This helmet can take my body, as I said today, Enaxx is not going to get away!'
