"It's a trap," Ray smirks, before pulling open the Book of Magic to the page he'd marked. He couldn't help but feel a little giddy at the prospect. After all, it wasn't every day you got to use an ancient book of spells to send an evil angel into the broken walnut shells of damnation.

"reaH em!" he shouts, light spilling forth from the book, "I tsac siht lleps no dewollah dnuorg, ni eht ecneserp fo nellaf seoreh. I, dnomyaR ztnatS, retaefed fo rezoG, rosivda to ruhtrA, gniK fo eht snotirB, od ybereh tsac eeht ospilcE morf siht mlaer won dna eromreverof. I tsac eeht otni lanrete tnemrot inhtiw ehT mooR htiW a esooM! suhT yas I, dna suht llahs ti eb!"