Before the whips could reach him, Bruce dissipated the part of his chain that was attached to him, maintaining the ki necessary to keep the chain the first tendril was intertwined with in existence. He returned to his reliable blade of ki, momentarily throwing caution to the wind and launching himself upward, once again, into the air with a burst from the floor beneath him, tapping his finger against the pillar on his way up. He took up one of his last spearheads with one hand to parry the two freely moving tendrils, aiming to cut through the first that was still twining through his chain.