With the elders hesitating and the more positive magic being thrown around, interfering, it's enough for Shima to shake off the previous command to submit. He'd been fighting it earlier, but not well enough to have kept from being forced to one knee. He won't get up, but he will pick his staff back up and mutter another verse — his own variety of spell — and jab it up into the air, aiming the black flame gathered at its end towards the approaching foot.

He won't throw it since he's pretty sure losing his only weapon in the lava would be a shitty plan, but he can send a massive gout of hellfire to accompany Lambert's silver sword and Scout's lightsaber up there.