[color=B0C4DE][b]”Maybe a little.”[/b][/color] Gideon's voice rode the wind and echoed throughout the atmosphere, leaving his location less than obvious.

The sand shards that Zelraka blasted away flew into the wind Gideon had been brewing. The sandstorm grew in mass, ever more violent with each passing moment. The razor-edged granules circled around and aimed to swallow the large brute. Hardly random, the tens of thousands of minuscule blades whipped such that they aimed with precision for Zelraka’s physical weak points- eyes, joints, ligaments. 

It did leave the question- how did Gideon find the material for such an endeavor? Could he not only manipulate Earth, but like Jeff with wind, create it? Or something else?

[color=B0C4DE][i]’Let’s see how much that barrier of yours can take.’[/i][/color]

Gideon flickered again, sweeping beneath the platform Zelraka floated over. He thrust his blade in a hard slashing motion to bisect it again from below while aiming to slice the titan's legs. Gideon then flickered to another platform that had titled sideways for cover from the fusion’s line of sight with a foothold he forged out of clay beneath him.