There was a pause, then there was shaking, although he was trapped, he could still think, Ukko tapped into the surpluses of energy that he had saved up for moments such as this the rock around Ukko cleared as if it was made of glass, then spilled away from him like crystal clear liquid, the liquid then started hovering around him, poised like snakes ready to strike. "You........forget sain, I am a..........Arcanemage, space and............time are my..................tools." panted Ukko, the long awaited air rushing back into his lungs.