The smoke around Jenso dispersed for a few moments, but immediately sunk towards him again, flooding the air that was cleared in a second. Gib rose his giant arms immediately after Jeff gathered nearly all of the smoke near him and launched it forward, and stopped the incoming smoke in its tracks, tanking the air blast head on and receiving minimal damage. Upon closer inspection, it seemed that his metal boots had anchored him to the ground with two clamp-like devices. Afterwards, Gib spread his arms and dispersed the smoke again, covering the battle field once more. But Jeff's sticky grenade latched to the bottom of one of his legs without him even noticing. Jip on the other hand, was backing away and picking out his next gun carefully.
"Hah, you can't stop my poisonous smog array-"
"P.S.A. for short, kiddies! And as a public service announcement, back to Gib!" Jip cut in abruptly. Gib paused and angrily groaned at Jip's inappropriate attempt at comedy.
"My PSA is a collection of millions of tiny bio-organic Nano machines. They're controlled by arcane magnets, so that they'll always return to a position relative to where I'm standing, no matter what. They're also
rather effective at clogging one's airways and draining their arcane energy," Gib finished explaining. "Don't you feel it?"
It was as he said, Jeff and Jenso were beginning to feel the effects of the nano machines. Their arcane energy was being pulled away. Soon enough, their breathing would get heavier, and eventually, they would faint from exhaustion. Gib's giant masked face leaned forwards.
"Keep them off of me, Jip," He grunted. Jip nodded and pulled out two pistols. His icey blast had dissipated by now, but he had plenty more where that came from.
"You're gonna die!" Jip shrieked happily.