[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/y0ArXcl.png[/img][/center] [indent]A moment of genuine surprised turned Sophist' attention towards his allies. A gilded dome, glorious with light had arose to protect them and like a melody of elements, things had begun to irrevocably change the terrain. There was ice rippling out, shimmers of dark blue and explosions. Other bright and powerful effects were spurting up and dying out. [color=gold][b]"Hmm, I don't think I've ever seen this many powerful Arms Masters working together... Its a beautiful si-"[/b][/color] The air-shattering boom of a missile cut off his observation as it angled towards him. With a downward slam of his hand, the missile went falling into a weary battalion of Chinese soldiers. A soft sorrow touched him before a hailstorm of bullets and artillery barraged around him. He was fast enough to dodge the first and his mind was sharp enough to guess what was coming next. Mentally, he admonished the soldiers. [color=gold][b]"Guns... such uncivilized weapons."[/b][/color] Simultaneously, a glass-like energy rushed out, then instantly retracted around him. The finer-element condensed and manifested, halting the ammunition in their tracks. The bullets and missiles, of all shapes and sizes floated harmlessly. The golden sphere at his side glowed a bloody hue. He floated at the center of the bullets and missiles, the space around him clean and untouched. He wondered for a second, if his range had always been so grandiose as to reenact the cosmic dance of a planet and its debris. His posture became slouched as he folded his arms, fiddling with his chin. [color=gold][b]"...No, no. That's impossible. My Noble Arms isn't affected by planetary alignments or elementary advantages..."[/b][/color] He spared his allies another glance. [color=gold][b]"Perhaps a boon from a friend,"[/b][/color] he thought with childish amusement. His instincts bellowed at him suddenly. [color=gold][i]REACT FAST! FASTER THAN EVER BEFORE![/i][/color] A powerful wave of energy raced towards him from his allies. It was massive though controlled. A ruckus of high-pressured winds shook up the space. Alas, thanks to the boon, Sophist used his powers of gravitational forces to redirected it heavenward. The wave bending with his upward clawed-gesture. [color=gold][b]"Come onnnnn!"[/b][/color] he growled, before finally finding the strength to bend it once more and scorch the enemy with the blast. A scar of super-heated crimson rested on the enemies side of the beach now. He could hear a cacophony of teeth chattering, of fearful moans and cries. Desperate leaders trying to regather their team's morale. Sweat beaded on his face now, even as he scowled towards his allies. Even as he begun to descend to the earth. [color=gold][b]"What the hell? good thing I'm quick on my feet. That 'just became a three-pointer for the home team."[/b][/color] he decided with a smirk.[/indent]