His hands retracted, gathering momentum, and the moment of impact arrived. With an electrifying surge, Sam's fist transformed into a beacon of concentrated energy. It shot forth with the fury of a comet, colliding headlong with the onslaught of wind and fire.
The collision sent shockwaves rippling through the arena, a reverberation of power that throbbed in the hearts of all who witnessed it. The winds howled as they writhed and twisted around the impact point, and the flames danced in harmonious disarray.
And then, in a crescendo of power that resonated like a thunderclap, the typhoon succumbed. The tempestuous elements, once a force of destruction, were enveloped by the very force they sought to obliterate.
An explosion of energy radiated outwards, a shockwave that pulsed through the very air. The cyclone dissipated, its inferno and gales tamed by the devastating might of Sam's unique creation.
