Prisma spun around and looked up at Jenso blankly. Suddenly, he reached out with both hands coated in a thick layer of arcane energy.
 [color=00aeef]"Arcano Ultima: Overclock!"[/color] He shouted, grabbing the tip of Jenso's drill-like attack with both hand and holding it just a few inches away from his chest, where the core sat. "Hahahaha, AHAHAHAHA, YOU FELL FOR IT, YOU FELL FOR IT! FELL! FOR! IT!!!" Prisma announced joyously. Truthfully, his energy supply was limitless. But by overclocking his core even further, Prisma risked killing himself in the process. The energy around his arms continued to build and build, inching Jenso's drill away slowly. Occasionally, Jenso would get closer, only to be pushed away again, in a repetitious struggle. "I'll blow you up! I'll blow this entire planet to smithereens! All life will perish! Hahaha! HAHAHA! SAY GOODBYE TO YOUR FILTHY PLANET!"