[center][h3][b]Futility[/b][/h3][/center][hr]Getting Jordan within 6 meters once more, Raelis began to send a continuous barrage of wind from above to assail his opponent. Additonally he made the air that would have held Jordan up not move instead. All he needed was to ground him momentarily and then it was over.

The ambient heat was beginning to become problematic. His gauntlet had reached 100 degrees, though it was rising rather slowly in temperature due to its ventilation system and the wind he was using to cool it. The rest of his armor was still only around 80 degrees entirely due to the wind and continuous heat transfer.

His blade had reached 1100 degrees and his surroundings had reached 320.

It was almost time. If he just condensed the ambient heat and assured that his attack would land it would be over.

[color=#fff79a][b]"I can make your death swift, or you may continue to reside in futility,"[/b][/color] he said as his last warning.