Bruce noted the oncoming goop and smoke with a lazy eye. He'd been briefly intrigued by Dacer, but he instead chose to aid Alvios in seeing his way to Ada. Noting the smokescreen's tendency to rise, he dove downward, past the clones jumping for him, to match Alvios' pace on his hover board. 

The sound of steel resounding through the air caught Sakki's attention. Bruce couldn't help but reminisce at the faint cackle that pricked his ears. 

[color=0072bc][i]'I remember him! He's [/i]fun[i]!'[/i][/color] Sakki cried. 

Bruce momentarily pushed Sakki back again, rearranging the dirt surrounding him and Alvios into sand that began whirling about twenty feet above them. He couldn't manipulate the air directly, but enough motion and at a great speed, he could summon artificial wind to keep the smoke at bay till they found a way to handle it. As for the creatures-

[color=0072bc]"I'm ill equipped to permanently dismantle these things,"[/color] Bruce confessed to Alvios. His familiar chains shot out from his robes, snaring five muk creatures and hurling them, without puncturing them, into the chasm. [color=0072bc]"Have you anything for that smoke, Lightbringer?"[/color]