Sherlock stood there, visibly frustrated. His eyes locked onto Tongen, who simply stared back with a calm smile.
There had been no way—at least, that's what Sherlock believed. No possible way Atlas could defeat Elon.
What gave him confidence was Elon's ability. With control over air, Elon should have been faster, swifter, and far more precise in manipulating his power. Air was not simply a force—it was omnipresent, invisible, something that could be shaped into pressure, into current, into a wall or a blade depending on the user's will. And Elon had trained that will to a fine edge. Even after learning about Atlas' ability, Sherlock was certain Elon had the advantage. The math had been simple in his mind. The variables had all pointed in one direction.
But reality proved otherwise.
Atlas had won.
