Dacer quickly slipped on the visor, but his hair stood up on end and he tore them off, handing them back to Jeff. The phone however, he slipped into his pocket. [color=8dc73f]"Those things hurt my eyes,"[/color] He muttered. He looked down at the small blobs of pink as they were blown away, but a few clung tightly, and refused to be removed by the fierce wind. What was worse, several more spheres launched themselves upwards, latching onto the sides of the robots legs. The few that remained after Jeff's gale kick, began to eat away at the metal that composed the leg, slowly but surely working their way into the inner workings of the robot. Several of the orbs even launched themselves directly at the jets beneath the robot's feet, in greater number. [color=8dc73f]"About that..."[/color] Dacer turned towards Ada as the robot recoiled slightly from the twin-laser attacks. The tentacles that headed for Oz dodged the laser headed for them, and launched themselves right into the air, following Oz as closely as they could before losing speed, and falling back into the sea of goo below them. He'd gone just high enough to get out of their reach. Ada cringed, and a solid wall of dark goop rose halfway between her and the robot, quickly solidifying into a darker colour, and blocking the laser. Upon impact, the wall shook slightly, but didn't falter at all. Dacer shook his head. 

	[color=8dc73f]"The darker her shit gets, the harder it is to get through it."[/color] He looked down at the pink globs below them. [color=8dc73f]"On the other hand, it looks like lighter colours mean that, uh... It's better at killing things?"[/color] Dacer retrieved the phone from his pocket and pressed the button that connected to Oz.

	[color=8dc73f]"Bud, I think you're the only one that'll be able to get anywhere near her without being in immediate danger with those walls of yours,"[/color] Dacer said, loudly enough for Jeff to hear him as well. He paused and lowered the phone, racking his brain as best he could. He turned to Jeff and then back to Oz, who looked as if he wasn't being pursued above the cloud line. [color=8dc73f]"If you have anything that can [i]directly touch her,[/i] It'll likely force her to focus on you. But, even if we get an opening, no amount of distraction will stop her from putting up one of her stupid bubbles. And unless she doesn't see an attack coming, or we have a way around her goddamn shield, we're not going to make any leeway here."[/color] Dacer waited for Oz to respond patiently, glaring that the woman from afar as the beam clashed with her monolith of hardened slime. While that happened however, a sudden pair of tendrils rose from in front of the robot, and clung to both of its arms, while the ooze between them began to brighten in colour again. Dacer looked down and cursed under his breath.