Changeling breathed a sigh of relief, as his attack had been as successful as he could've hoped. He'd retreated from Chrome's reach without any more significant damage to his armor, and Furious was up and ready to fight again.

Then, the younger hero barked an order, "go left, I'll go right." Cynical though he was that they could do much of anything to Chrome, Changeling nevertheless went along with Furious' plan, circling to the left, carefully watching the steel man and the teen as he did so. Furious struck, Changeling following moments after, knives at the ready.

Alas, just as quickly as Changeling moved in to assist, Chrome had once again got a grip on Furious, and Changeling was forced to hold back, worried that his daggers might accidentally strike Furious.

Exasperated, he stared at Chrome and the rash trainee. As far as he could tell, the only way a physical fighter was going to hurt the steel man was if Chrome were to revert to human form...

Of course, Changeling had no idea how to cause such a thing, and so he tensely awaited some sort of attack, as the stench of burning plant life filled his nose from another battle.