The first opponent suffered some minor burn wounds.
The injuries wouldn't impede the Refined Knight from unleashing havoc on the weakened and tired Knights. Seeing the person still rubbing his eyes because of the sand, Hex moved.
The bluish light on the back of his hand flashed. Ice shot out and hit the man square in the face. He aimed at his nose and mouth, blocking the opponent's airways. Suffering the sudden ambush, the Refined Knight panicked.
Such an ambush wouldn't last long. The man would regain his bearing in a second. A second was all Hex needed, though. He reached the man in a fraction of a second. The Ice elements coalesced into an Ice blade.
"Bastard. Fight me like a real man if –."
