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It was a good thing this guy used ice. Something like metal control might have been hard to spot, but the coldness of ice made it easy to see in the infrared spectrum. As such, Alex wasn't caught off guard when the ground began to freeze beneath his feet. A dangerous power, ice control, and hard to avoid. However, the Hands of Fate were more than a match. Reaching down Alex simply removed the frozen ground around him before the ice could affect him. Using his left hand of 'destruction', he could remove any obstacle in his path. When a series of icy shards were launched into the fog at random he was able to see them coming, and slapped them out of the air with his left hand. As each of them came into contact with his hand he simply drew them into his pocket dimension, absorbing every attack even as it occurred. An attack like that, with little to no aim, had no chance of taking him out.

Of course, that's when the pillar appeared. Gathering and freezing the moisture in the air, it seems the swordsman had created something rather large. So if Alex himself couldn't be seen, they'd just attack the entire area? Not a bad strategy, but was it really a good idea to spend so much energy when you don't know what your opponent's ability is? It seemed they were still underestimating him. With his left hand of Destruction Alex reached out, and carved a hole through the middle of the pillar. All it took was a touch. 

The berserker's bloodcurling scream echoed across the area from outside. If nothing else, it was probably that lady's crazy scary shouting that had prevented anyone else from interfering with this match. It wasn't a voice that encouraged interference. However, neither of the Knights had realised the true nature of Alex's power, the power to Give and Take. Because this power could turn the opponent's abilities against themselves, the tools of the enemy were just another aspect of the environment. This power, second only to his brothers', would end this battle right now.

With his left hand, Alex cracked the pillar that surrounded him. Not enough to cause it to collapse, and yet the fissures formed a very specific pattern. Leaning his right hand against one of the cracks, Alex unleashed wind. Every crack was filled with compressed air, pushing outwards and shattering the pillar as a whole. A ball of air rapidly expanded outwards, and with a crack like thunder the entire pillar shattered. Hundreds of razor-sharp shards of ice exploded out, raining across the surrounding landscape. Alex had carefully crafted the ice into blades, which now scoured the surrounding landscape. Anything that stood near the explosion would have been ripped to bloody shreds, and even the swordsman wasn't safe from this attack.

Of course, Alex didn't expect something like that to be enough. But it was enough to cover him, for a moment.

Dashing forward Alex emerged from the cloud of gas, both hands at the ready as the large icy splinters he had previously absorbed now launched themselves towards the swordsman Knight at high speeds. A blast of air from the 'hand of Creation' launched him forwards at high speeds, allowing him to accelerate far faster than a normal person. It was a trick he'd used many times before. Closing the distance he stretched out the Left Hand of Destruction. With a single touch he could annihilate this opponent, as well as this hand blocking nearly any incoming attack. The ultimate shield and the ultimate spear. And the Berserker, who was most likely still intent on killing him, would follow him soon enough. The cold ice he absorbed from this guy would be excellent for fighting that hothead.

Beneath his mask, Alex was smiling. Fighting two Knights at once? This was going to be FUN.