“The elements, how quaint.” Kaelin did not see in a conventional sense, he perceived the flow of energy around him in its most primal form. This in turn gave him a greater insight into someone’s intentions than he should have, for he could see the flashes of colour that signified muscles preparing to exert themselves, or kinetic energy about to be released. In this case he saw the sudden increase in movement in the water particles that were held tight together initially in the form of ice. That was what alerted him milliseconds after his foe activated his ability as to his intention.

He raised one hand dramatically, and the ice slowly melting into water intensified the process of transferring through states tenfold. It still formed a river in the sky, but if one looked particularly closely they would note it steaming as water evaporated under the intensity of Kaelin’s power. It shot towards him, and almost as quickly disintegrated in clumps, evaporating into the air as steam or falling to the ground far short of Kaelin, as the material through which his foe utilized his ability was rendered useless by Kaelin’s power. It was as if the water had been met by a gushing torrent of flame in mid-air, and if Kaelin was of the type he certainly could have done just that, but he decided this internal combustion of his foe’s attack would be far more intimidating.

He did not launch his own counter, only stared at his foe as the snow and ice melted around him, running in small rivers across the terrain as it was profoundly altered by the presence of the two near-gods who fought upon it.