Geode glared at Oz after being mocked. His eyes vibrated, in a display of what might've been anger, but who could tell? The little rotating vortexes spun slightly faster, and as they did, the ground they stood on began to spin faster as well. It was subtle, but the battlefield they were standing on was rotating the whole time, in tandem with the entire citadel. The helix above them was attached to nothing now, however, hanging in place from the stone archways that covered the central area. 

	"Thank you for letting me know," Geode said loudly, "Jenso!" He rose one of his ghost-like appendages up towards Jenso and clenched his fingers. "I'll have him shot down before he gets anywhere [i]near[/i] our battle." Geode's hand opened wide moments after, but he said nothing, and conjured nothing.

	Then, along the entire bridge surrounding their floating rubble field, hundreds of Prisma-Class golems surrounded their fight, each charging their weapons and aiming for Jenso. "Prisma's core served well to improve my golem tech."

	One after another, beams of arcano ultima flew through the air towards Jenso, aiming to shoot him right out of the sky. As expected, they were fast, and came in great numbers, aimed to cut off all of Jenso's escapes. Geode ignored Oz for the most part, fairly confident that none of his attacks were capable of harming his ethereal body.

	Then again, Jenso's attacked seemed equally harmless, as they continued to pass through him, one after another, with little to no effect on his energy or cores.