Cuban Pete, getting a rare view of the battle from above, managed to see what kind of power levels were being dealt with here. He immediately scrapped his comparatively-puny smoke grenade and headed back to the ChemDispenser. Breaking out one of his few *large* beakers, which could each hold 100 units of liquid, he set to work creating the ultimate chemical weapon.

Silently cackling, he carefully set aside a large beaker and a small 30-unit bottle.

In the beaker was 30 units each of Napalm, liquid Plasma, LSD, and 10 units of liquid Sugar. In the bottle was 10 units of Potassium, Phosphorous, and some extraneous Plasma. With care never seen taken before by such a ridiculous character, he made an absolutely massive grenade out of the bottles and an extra-large canister. Carelessly, he tossed his earlier grenade out the escape pod door, where it clattered harmlessly against the floor. 

Now, all Pete would have to do was wait for both of those fellows to get locked in melee. Then, a quick telekinetic placement of the grenade would deal with them both in a spectacular fashion.