Bruce landed on his feet. The gem-like quality of Nexus' armor shone in the vacuous chamber, like stars in the night sky.

[color=0072bc][i]'How fitting,'[/i][/color] Bruce thought, reasserting his Sage state, the scent of the earth flooding his senses and empowering his soul, his Ki singing at a cacophonous volume without loss of clarity. [color=0072bc][i]'The Earth shall clash against the Sky. One who climbs against he who flies.'[/i][/color]

[color=0072bc][b]"Terran"[/b][/color] Bruce's voice echoed, sand pooling up to Nexus' heels at an alarming rate and hardening. [color=0072bc][b]"Colossus."[/b][/color]

Teeth, gnarled, concave, jagged and razor sharp, shot up from the floor. Petals of earthen material, dense as concrete, snapped up around Nexus on all sides, threatening to smother him in spikes.