[center][h3][b]A Detestable Foe[/b][/h3][/center][hr]It seemed he'd been quite unfortunately matched against the one person in the Hall who he found detestable, how annoying. As his translator notified him of the man's rather...crude language once more, Raelis responded, [color=#fff79a][b]"No, I am the one who you'll be fighting. Whether you can...defeat me or not is another question in and of itself."[/b][/color] With that Raelis sent a spike of Rhay's light through his blade. It would soon jump to 80 degrees. Meanwhile his surroundings continued to raise steadily by 10 degrees. Whether it would remain at that rate was questionable.

[color=#fff79a][b]"Let us get this underway,"[/b][/color] he stated and then his wings swept the air downwards, sending him several feet into the air before he hit the ground on the other side of the fence on his platform. He approached slowly, Maelstrom gathering air around his wings, and the heat of his surroundings rising incrementally as time passed. From his opponent's standpoint the heat difference would not be at all apparent, but nonetheless it was there.