Hazama gritted his teeth, as he picked dirt off his shoulder. His coat was singed in places, his hat was torn in the corner, and he just had general battle damage here and there. The source of the damage was floating above him, Phantom. Her bounds set by Relius and the Imperator in their world were wearing off, and she certainly had at least a bit of her own power back. Hazama was strong, sure. However, Nine at her prime was nothing to be taken lightly, and she was certainly getting there. She wasn't speaking yet, but it can be assumed she'll break out of those binds sooner or later.
Tch, bitch.
Hazama, from behind a corner launched the Ouroboros high into the sky, straight toward the witch. She zaps the hook with lightning, causing sparks to fly and Ouroboros to retract to it's owner's position. He seemed to be nearing the limit of what he could do alone, maybe he could get some help?