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Volitaire sat on top a tower of one of the floating structures. Kicking his feet and waiting for his opponent to appear. "So it's Enki." He muttered discontentedly, remembering his last encounter with him. Enki was a strong opponent, but those events were before he received his Storm Ring, and controlled his Virus. He looked down below, replaying the proctors rules of the match. "You must knock out your opponent to win the match!" It looked to be a long way down, he saw nothing but thick, white clouds under his feet. His small phobia of heights began to take blows to his stomach, which he releived with a few deep breaths. The match was starting soon, he was a bit nervous. He never really fought someone for competition. Especially with others watching. It was like he was entertaining the masses. But none-the-less, he wanted to put up a great fight for Enki, and a good show for others. He stood up, placing his hands in his pockets letting the breeze flow through his hair and kick up the back of his jacket. "I'm ready, Enki."
A red line of fire streaked up from below the clouds, landing firmly onto the grass of a separate island. Enki formed, equipped with his demonic gloves and crimson red flame. "Let us hurry, I left the oven on." His face was as serious as ever. Though his place was probably burning down, he intended to finish this fight.
He pointed his hand at Enki's small island, and turned his palm, a magnetic force spawned under it tearing the island apart from the bottom-up. "Good job."
Enki felt the island shake uncontrollably, and Volitaire's hand movements signified that it was his doing. Enki quickly leaped from one island over to another. This island had a small tower on it, but not as large as the one Volitaire was on. He watched as the island crumbled and collapsed down into the clouds below. "I see." With his flames, he prepared his one-handed X-burner.
Chunks of the island orbited the Volitaire's gravity field, the soil and structures compressed into a compact ball. Volitaire opened his palm and the magnetic field repelled the forced together chunks of the island, launching debris at lethal speeds in all directions.