Once more, the grunts of Sunspot punctuated the air, but this time there was no response. No offense or reply from Sunspot. Although, he did stand in the same spot, he did not move. After a few moments, the steam had cleared, revealing the stand, and panting, Sunspot. He looked bruised and slightly beaten, but he still stood. After a moment, Sunspot turned around to face Kyra, a look of determination, "You're really annoying with your powers." Sunspot spat out. He glanced around the field around them. She had a very good defense, and knew how to use her powers. It seemed to dawn on Sunspot out the huge disadvantage he was at against Kyra, but the look of defeat was not in Sunspot's eyes. In fact, the 3rd year student seemed to get even more determined, knowing how much the odds were likely stacked against him. Sunspot's arms grew to a dark blue color, and emitted a type of heat that caused most of the bystanders to shield their faces, due to the heat and brightness of his arms. Suddenly, Sunspots dug his arms into the ground, the heat allowing him to pierce the dirt like a hot knife through butter. Sunspot seemed to grip something, and lifting out of the molten holes he made, Sunspot pulled out two orbs, one in each hand. A type of devious smile developed on Sunspot's face, as he threw both orbs near Kyra, not directly at. They hit the ground, almost burning through the dirt around them themselves, and then, they started to cool rapidly. The minerals melted together bloomed out, before exploding in molten heat around Kyra, unable to handle the extreme rise in heat, and the cooling down process. Sunspot quickly dug his hands back into the molten holes next to him, tossing two more of the orbs at Kyra.