Voltaje is feeling rather useless.  There's nothing for her to do to get at the mud man.  Her own attacks have proven feeble without some kind of covering on the ground.  While he's up in the air on Athena's legs it's not the greatest time to attack him either.  And she certainly can't electrocute him.  Electricity has the funny habit of taking the shortest route to the ground, right now that'd be Athena, through her legs and body and right back into the ground.  She sighs, then spots the ever-growing patch near them.<br/><br/>While she meant for it to be formed under them, she can also see the advantage to building it away from him, and then them punching him back over that way.<i>Oscar. I think Happy is ready for you to knock him back over that way.</i>Her eyes flit from Happy to Oscar, and then back to Happy and his tennis-field size coverage.  In the meantime she runs back over to the field herself, waiting for Oscar, hopefully, to deliver the mud man back over their way.  She'd be ready to distract the mud-man while Happy does his thing.  "Get ready, Happy.  Oscar is going to do his thing." She hopes.