Glaive blasted his side with a stream of lightning. Gradually melding the wall of metal with the blockade Momo had set up. If all went well it should be able to hold the ooze back. As soon as he finished his side and blasted the top and ceiling together for good measure. Though they weren't out of the woods yet with that strange void sucking in and distorting everything it came in contact with. He had no idea why this goo-girl decided to show up here or why she was so intent on assimilating everything in sight, but he'd rather her just leave. . . or die. Whichever came first.