The Infinite drops from the rafters. A veritable pin cushion. "HeHEE!" He laughs menacingly. The fire once again consumes him, his blank eye-sockets fill with hellfire. The Knifes across his body heat up, and he begins pulling them out of his body in rapid succession throwing them at incredible speeds across the room slicing through any unfortunate bystander. The axe all the while sticking on his head. With the last knife removed he falls to the floor and once again melts into darkness.