Zelriane stood firm with his eyes shut. He didn't need sight. The noises, shifts in atmosphere, and distinct smells that wafted through smoke and dirt were enough for him to at least avoid any incoming attacks. Zelriane's body shot towards the ground, underneath Bruce's attack, while Shaidra phased through it as it reached into her miniature bubble of darkness, before moving backwards, up the stairs herself. As the swords came towards Zelriane, he began to side-step them. To the left and then to the right, he weaved carefully, while making a small amount of progress forward. As several similar figures burst out of the maze however, his senses were momentarily confused. Jenso's smell was there, hidden within the smoke, but there wasn't much else to distinguish him from the rock clones. So Zelriane just began punching, taking out any figures that approached him with a swift series of strikes. The stone clones crumbled into dust upon being struck, and Zelriane darted towards the next silhouette of Jenso that struck his senses. Then, an obvious sign gave Jenso away. He was [i]much faster[/i] than his clones. Zelriane changed his focus immediately, appeared behind Jenso, and overcoming his speed with ease. With both hands, he grabbed Jenso's shoulders, and began to activate his Agoniki as Jenso neared the stairwell.