47 didn't know anything about magic or life energy or anything of that sort. It didn't really seem a realistic concept in his own world, more a controversy best left to theology. However, one thing he could grasp was the idea that light was energy and everything from biological matter to technology required energy to function.

And the creature before him was reaching out to four columns with trapped light sources and glowing in return so clearly there was a connection there. The hitman didn't need any other clue for what to do.

47 whipped out a blaster rifle from his bag and knocked it against his shoulder.

"We need to take out those columns!" he shouted above the din of battle and pulled the trigger after taking precise aim at one of the columns, near the birdcage in an attempt to break the energy free without causing a direct explosion by hitting the light itself. The first pull released a puff of steam and an angry hiss as the water logged rifle complained about being lugged underwater.

The second pull did not. The blaster fired an energy blast that landed directly on the column. That was satisfactory. 47 readied another shot without so much as blinking.