When the clone vanished, a slight sense of relief washed over him for a split second. It would have been terrible if he had... 
Whatever thought was going through his mind was immediately interrupted by the swift approach of the remaining clone and its creator. Spitting out the last words like a tongue twister, he fell back to get a bit more distance for just a second longer before his eyes lit up with the charge he had finally built. 

[i]"Vault."[/i] 

At the moment he had expected the blow to connect, he found himself a mere few paces behind Wrenna, feeling slightly disoriented, but significantly less dead than he would likely have been if he was still in his past position. Not willing to risk being stabbed or slashed again and hoping to avoid wasting too much energy on his last second dodge technique again, he took to the air one more and made another few hand motions. "Diamond Dust" 

With a wave of his arm, a rain of large ice shards flew toward the general direction of the girl and her copy, not aimed too specifically, but relying more on numbers to connect with anything.