Finishing off Duplicator

Ignitor.

A younger male voice screamed.

"He is not dead." Ravi told him, "But he is feeling the pain of his power for the first time. He would be cautious in the future and not use it arbitrarily." He frowned, he should slow down or he might not enjoy this to the fool.

He looked at the man, Poison was his name, and the woman had also crawled out of the car, Duplicator. Ravi smiled.

"Poison, catch him alike, He has a similar ability to Ignitor."

"Similar?" Ravi whispered. That was an insult. His ability was atomic manipulation, one of the few creation powers in the universe.

He raised his hand and the atoms in the air charged up, he twisted them and they took the shape of small electric bolts, cascading down to Poison. Poison turned into a vapor, avoiding the onslaught.

Bang!