That was definitely the case. His goggles fed him a constant readout of his surroundings, just so he didn't wander into an area where he or his bombs would be useless. He would've been caught if it weren't for that note, but pulling up he managed to catch the hand forming.

Letting out a wordless noise of defiance, he twisted in the air, bringing his flame gun to bear. He triggered the secondary function once, twice, three times, catching the hand in a trio of explosions that shattered the windows around them and turned the ice sculpture into a mess of hail flying right back at Blue Rose.

Clumsy. He should've been watching his back. He keyed the controls to his anti-grav wings, trying to slide away from the domed null-tech field that he'd nearly brushed against. His equipment was powerful, but there's no way he'd stand a chance against two elementals like this with no technology.