[color=mediumorchid]"Stop playing games up there."[/color] Alvios held a hand up, and three of the blades shot at Jenso like missiles. Two more of them aimed past him, aimed directly at the cloud, two hovered in from of him, cutting through any of the fireballs that approached him, and the last fell into his open hand, arming himself again. [color=mediumorchid]"You were absolutely overwhelming me with your speed before. Why go on the defensive?"[/color]

     He looked around the room slowly, particularly where the scattered fireballs were landing. [color=mediumorchid]"You must have a good hiding spot. All of this reckless fire isn't going to touch Melina at all?"[/color]