The core darted under Jenso and away from the flames, despite Prisma being blinded. A moment later, it flew up and into the larger Prisma's body, and granted it the ability to separate from the ground. The metal earth shook violently, but darkened as well, de-powering the clone behind Bruce into a lifeless metal husk. Prisma launched himself at Jenso, both bladed hands at the ready, and began glowing a brilliant colour. His body was about to grow again, but before it could, something happened, and he shrank back down to normal size, plummeting to the earth. His body began to dim as he toppled forwards, rolling constantly until he came to a stop, knelt over. 

	"M..My core!" Prisma said, in an almost human-sounding voice, much different from his usual reverberating tone. He stood up slowly and clutched his chest. This was the chance they'd been waiting for. Prisma's Core had been overclocked for far too long. 

	He was powerless.