As soon as he heard the all-clear, Bedivere's arm began to shine. He took his sword out of his hand and prepared his attack.

"O holy arm, take flight! Silver meteor!"

Bedivere launched himself at the fiend, his arm glowing brighter and brighter, until he was in striking distance.

"Dead End..."

Once in striking distance, Bedivere swung. A huge beam of light, shaped like a sword's blade, emanated from his hand and cut through the fiend's body.

"Airgetlam!"

Once he completed his cut, Bedivere dropped to the floor. An explosion of light burst forth from the cut he had just made, and tore the demon apart.

"I think that will do it."