Jack frowned, clearly upset by the way things turned out, "That would be...less than ideal, but I'll take it." he answered. "I mean, you'll have to limit your options if you don't want to carry me up to the lifts. But sure, I'll lose a leg or something. Hell, I've already got one dead limb, why not take another one, right?" By this point, he was sure that the lifts had come down, but he knew he wouldn't be able to bend the earth without their notice, at least, not when it was this far away. If it was closer, he could probably bend it faster than they could react and get away as they drowned in sand, sealed away behind walls of stone. That settled it, as soon as they got to the lifts, he'd sneak attack them and kill the whole group. Even in the likely event that they did see a sneak attack coming, the shear magnitude of it should catch them off guard. "At the very least though, decide quickly, I'm not getting any younger down here,"