Bruce felt a small sense of achievement at the fact that his blade didn't outright shatter against Ross', but he had no time to revel. The impact of the blow had upset his orientation in midair- thankfully, his connection to the earth made it nearly impossible to completely throw off his sense of direction. 
Almost unconsciously, just outside of Ross' ring of granite, two thin poles of stone shot up out of the ground. The transition wasn't as seamless as earlier, but Bruce's blade nonetheless changed into his chains again, flying to intercept the poles and yank him up and away from Ross' crystal projectile and the spires. The poles crumbled forward toward Ross as soon as any sort of tension was placed on them. Bruce had managed to avoid a second death, though, and he left some length of chain behind near Ross' granite platform before he rolled onto the dirt and back onto his feet. 
The chains that had aimed to snare themselves around Ross' spinning spires had narrowly missed their mark when Ross redirected their aim, and instead just connected Bruce's pillars to one another.
Bruce took in a deep breath, and exhaled. 
[color=0072bc][b]"Terran Colossus."[/b][/color]
From the side of the arena opposite Bruce, a horned beast a bit bulkier than the Gaian emerged from the floor, rearing its head before charging toward the granite platform and Ross.