Mercury took the ring from the sparkly man and put it on. "I'm so sorry, but... I just don't think you're my type." Turning suddenly serious, the mage stood up tall, sheathed sword held to the sky, and let out an echoing voice. "BY THE POWER OF GREYSKULL!" He smirked at his fellow magical girl. "Time's Arena!" A brilliant red magic circle spread out in the sky above his arm, and Mercury let himself fall backwards off of the floating rock. A bubble of slowed time enveloped the area as he fell into the mass of seething bodies below. Easily visible in slowed time to those outside, the magician wrapped his arms around the head of one of the snakes, and another magical circle appeared momentarily before him and the snake were sent flying out of the side of the bubble.

Mercury had it out for this snake in particular. This snake had killed him, and no one killed him and lived! In reality, this snake wasn't even the same one he had identified moments earlier as his killer, but Mercury wasn't exactly one to sweat the details. Riding the powerful serpent like a mechanical bull, his sheathed sword through its mouth like a bridle, Mercury was hanging on with all of his meager strength. "Don't worry, I got this one! Whoa, bad hiss bad!" The mage was almost thrown off as the snake headbutted the ground, but held on. "Yup, all good," he mumbled as he readjusted his grip around the snake's thick head.