It's only when the elemental begins to fall apart — piece by piece, the last of its fire going out — that Childermass drops the shadows and stumbles back a step. He steadies himself before he can fall himself, though, and gives his head a shake.

"What else...?" Oh. Of course, Yuya means the shadows. He wrinkles his nose at the question and can't help but pin the lad with a rather put-upon look. Of all the times to ask, now isn't a good one, and he's going to say as much. "I have a few tricks up my sleeve, but I'm not here to put on a show for you."