"Oh yeah," Robbie drawls the words out as a barrage of energy bubbles send a pair of oncoming attackers flying backwards. "Hm. I got to work on the angle to get some serious distance."

By this point, his hair is starting to frizz up as well, and Robbie sharply turns to look at her. Then, he takes a good-sized step back, so they aren't quite in line with each other. "I can confirm that my Macbook hates lightning, so I say go for it."

They're not... people at the moment, and they can't be killed right now anyway. He doesn't want to think about it anymore. He needs something else, anything. "Cause ohm my god, they're putting up some resistance."