*Lowe scratches his head, and nods.*
You telling me he's possessed or something? Well, whatever. I won't kill him if that's what you're thinking.
*He then turns to Sam, and smiles*
Glad your hubris is strong enough to let me take the first move. Now then, let's get started!
*Lowe grabs the buckle on the black cloth wrapped around his right arm and yanks on it. The cloth comes unwinds from Lowe's arm, and as he releases it it dissipates into thin air. White beams of light emanate from the boy's previously wrapped up arm, and a bit of blood trails out of the corner of his mouth. Despite this, he's smiling, and whips both of his arms into the air.*
Let's start of easy, Taurus Cluster!
*As he finishes, what seem to be railroad spikes shoot out of the ground and fly straight up, only to begin descending right above Sam.*