Ada's ooze, missing Oswald in its head-on assault, began to plummet after him, unable to gain in on the heavy-handed tank despite its best efforts. The ooze was sluggish in comparison to Oz's gravity assisted descent, and without form, it was sluggish [i]in general[/i] in such large quantities. Ada looked up, and released her control of the Ooze above Oz, letting it disperse into a cloud of thick smoke that began to overshadow the two of them as he came towards her. But she wasn't about to let him strike her with such a straight-forward attack. Here eyes flickered curiously. Was it really as simple as it looked? The goop below her lowered her body and pushed the woman's stance beyond the point of impact, leaving behind a long, thin slick of sludge where Oz was bound to land, while raising a low wall behind Adarine, which she took safety in ducking behind. He body faced away from Oz, but with her visual prowess, he was never truly out of her sight. With her preparations made, Ada braced for any sort of impacting force Oswald was about to make.