Sniper saw that the botanist on steroids was not going to give up. He let his snide insults roll of his back, as he had all ready proven his strength by forcing them into a corner. As Sniper turned, he backflipped, causing himself to be completely out of range of Tristan's attack.<br/>"I really don't want to hurt you, Plant Boy. But, you leave me no choice."<br/>Sniper clasped his hands together and closed his eyes.<br/><br/>Targets appeared on everything, and the entire kitchen flew around in the air. The heavy objects tore down the vines like they were made of paper, and he put footholds on the acid, so that he could stand on it. He then opened his eyes, and every single object began racing towards Tristan. No matter how many vines he had, he could never stop the onslaught heading for him. And, as soon as he evaporated the acid to get out of the way, Sniper would blast him with an energy reserve he had been building up the entire battle. Sniper had raw power, and when used properly, it would defeat every indirect attack that Tristan had.