Bruce murmured, apparently still in the midst of a song in his head. 

Thoughts flitted through his mind, perceiving and reacting to the world. 

Zelriane's odd pause caught his eye, and while stone clones took a few moments to reform, Ki remained nebulous when not outright destroyed- chains where the disintegrated clones had been came together again, tracking toward Zelriane's presence to Bruce's left and flying toward him from arcing angles in a semicircle, those nearer the invisible line from Zelriane's position to Bruce's flying straight toward the Order member. 

The dirt sent flying back slowed and paused in its midair flight, swirling together in a vortex to summon again new limbs that joined the fray, each with palms up vertically facing Zelriane, blades of Ki protruding from them. 

For his own part, Bruce followed kept pace with the attack, maintaining a few Earthen clones at his back.