"That's not oil . . . " Glaive said as he saw the black tendrils rise up from the black ooze and rip the turrets from the walls with relative ease. Whatever this thing was it didn't take to kindly to being attacked, not that he'd blame it. It didn't even seem fazed by the electric current that coursed through the automated machine. Which was bad news for Glaive. In his many years of being a combatant fighter, oozes and blobs were one of his major weaknesses. No skeletal structure, no muscles, no nervous system, and no vital organs to be seen. If they were small enough he would usually blast them with an electric current that would make them explode, giving him enough time to flee. But this . . . If he tried blasting such a large blob at this range he would probably get some of the sticky stuff on him and never escape.<br/><br/>The situation became even more dire when he saw a humanoid shape covered in the black stuff, round a corner and advance toward him. It's glowing red eyes permeating his very core with dread. To his surprise the thing was able to speak, and though it sounded cheerful as could be there was a more sinister aspect behind that smile.<br/><br/>"I doubt it." Glaive responded back as he eased back away from the gloppy tendril. Making sure to look behind him for anymore of the black ooze. The goo-girl had made her intentions quite clear and Glaive wasn't about to let her succeed in it. He was left with very few options of escape though. She could probably extend that tendril pretty far and fast, he probably wouldn't get in a good two feet if he tried running. Attacking her was plausible but risky. There was only one thing he could think of and giving up was not an option.<br/><br/>"Shining Flare!" Glaive shouted aloud. With his hand raised and eyes closed, Glaive released a bright glowing ball into the air, that hovers there for a few seconds before imploding in on itself. Vibrant rays of blinding white light spread out everywhere which could temporarily blind anyone who was not properly protecting their eyes. At that moment Glaive dashed off running towards the stairs he had arrived from and didn't dare look back to see if his distraction worked.