Boboiboy - Ice
So much for the stealth approach.
They were in the thick of it now, the silent takedowns replaced with the clattering of a full on brawl. It was a bit mentally exhausting for the elemental to deal with. He'd prefer to just can the whole thing, but he knew he'd regret that once he he had reverted back.
Plasma fired off toward the iceclad teen, the elemental grunting, as he hit the deck, transforming his bow he presented into an ornate snowflake themed shield. As the plasma struck is melted parts of the shield as steam erupted from the dripping fortification. Out of the corner of his eye, he found the barrel of a gun. A moment later, a missile was sent down the barrel hurdling towards him! Out of instinct, he hurled his shield towards it, causing it to explode prematurely, forcing him skidding back instead of combusting.
How bothersome. Tch, If we already lost the stealth approach... Time to go big or go home.
Ducking to the side behind over, he began to make a series of hand motions, the frozen soldiers being bended towards him. Pressing is icy hands onto the blocks, his fingers curled, gripping into them. Then, he tightened his grip and pulled, bringing forth a new icy weapon made from of the existing frozen water in them.
It was crystallized cylinder with three barrels at the end of it, ice spikes protruding from the back of the gun rather unsafely. Grab it it with both hands, ice froze his hands up to his wrist, fastening his grip on it.
Arctic Cannon, fully primed.
Keeping the cannon at hip level, the weapon spun up, firing a hailstorm of ice shards! The ice shards were jagged and sharp, flying at speeds similar to bullets. They peppered the area like a Spanish cuisine, puffs of steam mixed with smoke erupting all around the concrete jungle floor as he aimed to trim down as many enemies as he could.