[center][b]Mimic[/b][/center]

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[center][b]Flood[/b][/center]

Flood began to start firing at Mimic but instead of resisting the wind he moved with the wind letting it add to his own momentum and speed. The bullets weren't doing much as they were all being blown way off course. He put the pistols away and moved with the wind a bit waiting for an opening. That flight was going to be annoying after a while. The wings looked sensitive however. 'Store that for future reference.' He thought to himself.
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His mind was tired, and he was not feeling his telekinesis. His mind was boggled and he couldn't think clearly. 

Mimic tried another tactic he just remembered, a compensation for how tired he felt.

Mimic, with his cryokinesis, froze the tips of his wings, essentially becoming daggers. He then extended his wings, and spun around, slashing and dashing towards Flood. 

“Come get some, boy,” his spins were relentless and ever close to Flood.