Jack was impressed with the madman's ability to bounce around, "Insane Monkey," he called the man aloud. Jack pressed his stones together into a square shield to stop the incoming disk of blood that would have cut him in half, even with his scrambler.  Unfortunately, this left an opening for the Insane Monkey to bounce through what was left of his protective stone field. Jack misread the insane man's attack, and as a result lept up into the air, taking two roundhouse kicks to his ribs, the second of which would've slammed him into a nearby wall, had he not managed to get his stone shield beneath his feet. "Impressive, but ya'll still just kids playin' with yer blood." He could feel it, one of his ribs was broken.<span style="font-style: italic">These people are more of a threat than I thought....damn...I can't beat them with just these stones. It doesn't matter much longer, soon the guards will get the lifts down here, and those will be filled with sand and stone. Then I could just drown them in the sand...but he needed to hold out till then.</span>"Well, I think I've had enough playin' around for now. Seems this ain't the time for holdin' back," Jack had barely managed to hold onto his cane through the attack that had launched him almost into the wall. Now though, he gestured it at the glass that now scattered the floor, "Glass is just sand, ya' see, and sand is just earth..." as he spoke, the glass rose up and the light fixtures in the hallway exploded into shards of glass. The lightbulbs near the group were still intact, but the majority of the hallway was now cast in darkness, which Jack slowly retreated into, buying time for when the lifts filled with earth arrived. He launched the shards of glass out, a typhoon of tiny, razor-sharp shards.