Oz stood on the shoulder of his avatar, surrounded by a tide of ooze. Atlas' foothold was almost none-existent at this point, the wave of shambling oozes acting like a viscous mud. Atlas fell to its knees and used an arm to steady itself beneath the mass of ooze, keeping the hammer and Oz above the chaos.

	[color=violet]"You're good at this."[/color] Oz passed an idle compliment. [color=violet]"Good thing I'm a great student."[/color] He finished. What he lacked for numbers and volume he made up for in quality. Ada had a skill to change her ooze into what ever being or shape she needed to use in a pinch. Oz also had that value in him. Atlas was made up of the ki he had summoned. That ki was still malleable fuel and he was standing right on top of it. He hopped up Atlas' extended arm and landed atop the hammer. [color=violet]"Atlas. Thank you."[/color] He said in a solemn tone. He knelt and placed his hand against the hammer. Atlas let go and the hammer started floating upward.
	
	[color=violet]"Do your duty friend. You'll be back."[/color] It may have been a construct for him but he was sentimental. The center of Atlas' chest began glowing a dark purple color that quickly expanded out toward the rest of its torso. Atlas expectantly erupted in a sudden and intense ki explosion, blasting everything around out and giving Oz a greater boost skyward atop the still formed hammer.