Andar made a pushing gesture with both of his palms as if he were trying to touch them together, this motion began drawing the bracelets hovering in the air, together.
The three bracelets were about six inches away from each other, and with every inch he brought them closer, the force generated from their resistance increased. Loud blasts erupted from the space in between the bracelet like a volcano erupting, bringing with it hurricane-class winds.
Each of the bracelets was either rotating clockwise or anti-clockwise, as Andar was deciphering the mystical combination that would allow him to fit them together. This was both a rigorous and delicate process that needed his devoted attention.
This process was still difficult, almost as if he was trying to solve a Diophantine equation while randomly tapping on the pages with a pen and hoping something would stick. Well, Andar had a lot of pens, his Gray Will gave him millions, and those pens could write really, really fast.
