Smirking through the smoke, Glass charged a second attack as he charged through the smoke. Emerging slightly to the left of the android, Glass threw his attack towards the front of Vera, continuing his rush in an attempt to flank his opponent. Smoke clung to his frame as he reared back his fist.

Nearby, Popo frowned as he watched the match. Although he worried for his master, the genie was also concerned with the damage being done to the Lookout. 'It'll take days to fix the damage from the battle, and that's not counting all the work that needs done in the garden..' Sighing, the rotund man left to clean inside.