The Attobeast was more nervous today. His crystal wings shifted awkwardly, and his eyes flickered. He had faith in his strength! He always had. He had been designed for strength. A force to be reckoned with. But he was no Omega. He was as beholden to the rules of elements as anyone else. And he, being a member of the Tundra family, had always had a bit of an issue with... fire. His next opponent could use flames. He was unwilling to let that stop him. He had to do what he could to evade them. As soon as he saw his opponent, he lashed out with icy claws. "Ice Claw!" he bellowed. Although the attack was purely Nanovian, it worked in more or less the same way as the Evelonian Freezing Touch.
