" Is that it!" Rook called mockingly as he lowered and thrusted his right arm toward the ice shards. From his arm came a blast of fire exactly six feet in diameter. The blast continued to melt the shards with the surrounding heat made and it then surged forward toward the man who had manipulated water. Rook didnt forgat about the other two though. Sweeping the ground infront of him with his right foot , shards of rock slanted upward, trapping the man in the center of the arena. Rook then raised his left arm above his head and clenched his fist, making a fire ball about the size of a wreaking ball shoot towars the ceiling and follow the arch he made with his arm as he lowered it. The ball skimmed along the ceiling at high speed and came down from above the man who seemed so positive of himself.