Even though she said not to, the mercenary was quick to do the most calculative thing.

"Haste." he called, beckoning quick speed, and feeling of the blocks building power speed up as well. Making a bad dash in front of the hand of darkness there was a burst of cool air that surged, felling up the mercenary. Frozen solid it seemed, a block of ice that possessed some manner of movement.

The boy crouched down, placing a hand on his head to catch a view, to see if that really happened. He'd clearly seen the male throw himself in front of the hand to guard Ryoko from it's icy grasp. It would've probably been more effective to do what he did before, but that kind of thinking is what even Gavin's noesis could not keep up with. Spontaneity always trumped him, a move he couldn't predict, he always assumed his opponents would do the most intelligent thing automatically and prepared to counter.

"One down." the teen said, and quickly turned his head to the empire's woman named Ryoko again.

Twinning inside of the block of ice, thin lines of semi-transparent blocks seemed to come together like a conflux, a spire of quickly forged cubes soon was visible around the mercenary's position. When they solidified, they separated, then vanished, watching in slow motion as the caged in mercenary stood up in contraposto form. He used his blocks to forge spaces in between the ice, put them apart, and then release the cubes to drop each individual slab that held him in place.

"Hey. I heard that, how about this?" he snapped his fingers, and boxed the teenager inward. "Haste. Compress." using the haste spell again, he quickly multi-layered the boxed prison that held Gavin inside, making it of smaller cubes to fortify his entrapment. The walls began to shrink and converge inward, the mercenary lifted the cube upwards, disconnecting the mysterious assailant from the ground, and his darkness.

As Gavin lay floating in air he quickly began to think about the next few moments very carefully. He wasn't adept with the darkness to where he could open a portal, not even close. Right now he had to acknowledge that he was in the enemies hands, this user of abjuration would prove to be of an even larger problem than fighting a band of invisible pureblood heartless solo. Just what could he do? He started to panic, and quickly threw up a veil of darkness as he continued to float upwards, but he was now no longer visible to the enemy from inside this floating cage.

Salforge raised a finger and the enemy floated in place, in a cube about the size of a small cubicle. It was constantly being layered, so he was definitely boxed in. The mercenary spun the cube around in mid-air to juggle the captive and make him dizzy as a means of disorienting him even further.

"This must be how a hamster running on the wheel feels, when he misses a step."