• The Iron Gauntlet (6)

The water erupted from the ground and swirled around the orb, absorbing its energy and converting the destructive sound waves into a roaring, spiraling tempest.

The orb was gone now, and whatever energy it had had been used to amplify the power of [Breath Of The Ocean].

Cerene rose to her feet, eyes glowing cerulean as her hair whipped around her face in the powerful torrents that surrounded her. Then, standing with her hands down and her eyes fixed at the Bloodsport, she directed the torrent with her will, channeling the [Breath] straight at Hyornes.

The Bloodsport wasn't laughing now. In fact, on his face was a look of horror. His powers were heavily offensive based, he didn't have any that could defend him from such an Influence.

And so the tidal wave struck him like inescapable karma, slamming him against the wall. It continued to pour against his face, filling him with water, over and over again. He could barely breathe.