"There was a vending machine? Damn." Rafael could go for a drink right about now, but he wouldn't hold it against Mercury for not bringing anything else. "Don't worry about it, I'll just grab one on the way out," He said, directing one of the surviving stone clones to run over and tackle the blonde man before he was on his feet again.<br/><br/>Being a good mindless drone, it listened, and sent its body flying at its target. A well-placed strike could break it before impact, but that would still leave at least 200 pounds of stones raining in the direction of the man. Rafael began to raise a few more stone constructs, but once he had five, he stopped and manipulated their forms into something else: large, round boulders.<br/><br/>Rolling stones, one could say.