Bruce couldn't see, but could still sense Zelraine behind him. His eyes flickered around the battlefield, pinpointing areas that Rajaka's energy wasn't immediately affecting. He bent his knees, anticipating an intervention from Jeff. He instinctively pulled his left arm forward, flipping his blade in his hand such that the dull end ran up along his arm with the razor edge facing outward. 
[color=0072bc]"Jeff, if you could make me fly for a second..."[/color] Bruce said, leaving his request hanging at the end.