[center][h3][b]No Longer[/b][/h3][/center][hr]Blowing the smell from around him with a gust of wind, Raelis noted the increased proximity and took the opportunity for what it was. His opponent's actions had been nothing but disrespectful and for that he was about to pay the price.

Suddenly the air around Jordan's body began moving chaotically, creating uneven gusts of wind in random directions. It was a small cyclone of tumbling air currents. Raelis, rising upwards in the air, flapped once to slow alter his trajectory and snatched at Jordan's tiny body. However, he didn't do it with his hands, no, instead small holes formed in the feet of his armor allowing his wicked talons to extend and slash at the hopefully helpless Jordan.

He had had quite enough of this farce.

The full scope of the heat Raelis now wielded now added up to 1150 degrees. His surroundings were 290 degrees and his blade was 860.

Jordan would soon feel the Embrace of Rhay.