Oz made no effort to dodge, rather he knelt down. He put his left hand up and projected a shield before him. With his other hand he conjured a rod of energy and drove it into ceiling. More or less he dug in and the wind blasted into him while he held his ground. Oz let the shield drop as he pulled the rod free and started advancing again. The rod grew in size, becoming a full fledged staff in his two hands. The man was smiling now.

	[color=violet]"Come on, Jeff. You can give me more than that! You think Rajaka will be defeated by being blown over by wind? You need to go through him, not just push him! Think bigger!"[/color] Oz said. He ran straight at Jeff, making no deviations in his path. His staff was at the ready. There was something odd about the staff, it seemed to be in flux toward the middle and that may have been by design. Oz swung the staff in a wide arc at Jeff before spinning it around his shoulders. With his current stance he was ready to hit Jeff if he tried to dash over or around him.