[i]I don't like snow. [/i] [b]Stratos waves his hand and an oversized abomination of a jet engine appears over his head, melting a perfect circle into the snow, leaving the ground wet and slushy. It quickly disappears and the ground freezes over.[/b] [i]Oh god this is not an improvement.[/i] [b]Stratos reaches into he ground and pulls out a long white metal sword, which he whips to his side, shattering it into dozens of razor sharp shards, suspended vaguely in the shape of the sword.[/b]