The man dashes out of the electric bolts way, he was so fast it seemed almost like a teleport, maybe it was. He clearly dodged the ice blasts, simply sidestepping to avoid the projectiles. He chuckles, tightening his white gloves. [b]"I believe it is time to go on the offensive. Normally, I would kill both of you and your team. Maybe leaving one member alive to be drove insane, I don't know. But, sadly, I do not have the permission. So, I will wound you, painfully. You'll live."[/b] With that, he readjusts his his glasses, the orange lenses reflecting off the light of day. He takes a step forward towards the two, and with that, he was gone. Suddenly, in a single swing, both Icier and Silver and knocked off their feet and flew for several feet. The pain was unimaginable, along with ringing in the ears, not a good mix.