A dome shield seemed like a good idea for a sweeping attack like this. Inception tricks weren't in his arsenal though. No dome inside a dome. The whips came at him and he had only offense and a weakened shield to counter. He stepped toward the lash closest to his right and empowered his good with a burst of ki. He managed to smash through the hardened ooze as the opposite limb smashed into his weak side, sending him tumbling and bloodied. A weaker man could have been easily crushed.

	Oz sat on hand and knees, squinting at Ada through blood that dripped off his brow. Despite the rigor of battle he began counting down in his head. He had a presence of mind to combat distraction and pain. His wrist dragged limply against the ground as he pulled himself back up and smiled defiantly at the witch. [color=violet]"Do you know what it's like to really hurt, Ada? Not the pain of flesh or stress on the soul. No torment on the mind either. But to have your heart broken."[/color] Oz used his good arm to emulate a wrenching and crushing motion. [color=violet]"Metaphorically wrenched from you and shattered in your view?"[/color]