"Oh geeezzee" Jeff muttered to himself as he halted to a stop in order to not flat out ram into the purple glob spiders by accident. 

At least the rogue Choofa were gone, but this seemed to be MUCH MUCH worse... or at least that's what Jeff figured until one just got slashed in half by some sort of white magic? The concept of what just happened confused him a tad bit, but looking back to literally everything that has happened to him within just the past hours why the surprise? Clearly somebody was helping him out and he wasn't gonna standby and let it go to waste. 

Hoping that guy or whoever did the attack before would act again to finish off the other one, Jeff quickly  backed away from the spider while trying to use the panic of possibly being eaten to try and summon a burst of his wind power.....Or something like that.... 

At the very least Jeff was waving his hand around like a complete nincompoop in hopes it would do something.