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Elle jumped when Phillip leapt up from the table suddenly. With all the grace and beautiful anger of an ethereal king, he strode from the house. She scrambled to follow him, confused by his sudden and unexplainable action. She stopped when he put up a hand, standing on her porch and Phillip strode out of the gate. 

"[i]Ugly Duckling[/i], you irritating lump of feathers," his glare was dark and cold, he body coiled with untold energy of pure fury. He hated the Uglying Duckling. No, he despised him. Putting out a hand he sent a frozen blast of ice straight at the Duck. One blast after another, he sent icy beams like missiles right for the duck.