The shell around Oz was no longer possible to see through. Energy built up on the inside making it brighter and impossible to see the form within. Oz was thinking it over inside the bubble. He knew they were fighting a god. A being that could have very well been behind the creation of the laws of the world. Any force attack Oz used would only make for a distraction as Geode quickly processed how to counter it. After that it would likely no longer be useful. That's what this buildup of energy was for. Oz needed absolute precision for this to work and he needed Jenso conscious.

	The energy shield broke inward as he concentrated it into the form of large gloves. Arcane characters ran along the violet surface: Oz's enchanted gauntlets. These would focus his form and his power. At the very least until Geode's void mists reached him. Oz lifted his palms to the air. Globes of energy blossomed from his hands and released a multitude of smaller motes of energy that began spreading across the room. It would be a beautiful sight under normal circumstances. For now they were hopefully a confusing sight for his enemies. On contact with foreign entities they would explode with non-lethal force. They already began popping, making strange muffled noises in the vacuum as they struck the ceiling overhead.

	Oz promptly swatted his left hand at the creeper that'd been staring at him the whole time, sending a force-wave through the air to get him away. He began charging a large amount of energy into his right hand. [color=violet]"I've got something for you to process right here, Geode."[/color].