In the flash, he stumbled back and raised his arm as a guard. When it ended, he struggled to regain himself, so he stayed on the ground and his vision cleared. "Maggie, help Jen. Brock, don't let that damned tome out of your possession unless needed." He said, then used the table to get himself up. "Is anything damaged?" He asked as he began collecting his tools and spare parts that he was using to upgrade his arm and put them in his backpack.