Rhys dug both hands in his pockets and leaned backwards a bit, cracking his back. A spit off to the right left his mouth, and just as Vandiken did before him, he rolled his eyes in annoyance. For a shopping complex, this mall was staggeringly larger than his memories of them in the real world that he knew. This R.3.M could really escalate things to a new height, he started to wonder if it was a jigsaw puzzle of a reality taking pieces from all forms of architecture like a studio ghibil film. Regardless, it seemed like copy and paste for some stores with recognizable brands, but written in an incomprehensible language to Rhys, he was almost surprised Van didn't comment, as neither did he.
His eyes moved up as Van broke the silence, pointing to the elevator fairly close the shoe store. Working his magic, he restored what looked to be power to the machine, taking advantage of the area mostly being covered in red. With a squint, the car was moving it's way down, and already his heart was in his throat.
Static seemed to emerge as if they'd triggered a trap. The strange reverberations from the moving cart were probably the cause, an orange light peered down bright as hell. Five of the bastards at that, Rhys was already growing agitated as they'd likely have the mobility of apes, so they'd need some sick counter play to escape this bind they'd found themselves in. Here he just wanted to do some shopping...
"Oh damn...we can't dod-" Vandiken already made a break for it, leading two away, "Hey!! thanks for the warning!"
A purple clone budded off of him and jumped vertically straight upward. This successfully attracted one of them as Rhys bolted in the opposite direction Van ran to further divide the numbers. A single powerful static was fine, multiple just 1 class under was a no go in any 2v5 situation. They'd have better odds going for taking separate 1v1s or whittling them down. Rhys legs were moving like a track star as he darted into what looked like the food establishments. A shit ton of tables were everywhere in here, he slid under one, as the static toppled over the top and completely knocked it over.
"Fuuuuckkkk!!!" he shouted in a panic, getting up and bolting over the long ones heading towards the merry-go-round in the middle of the food area.
The son of a bitches were every bit as agile as real gorillas, and they traversed the food hall easily with giant leaps. Thankfully they were large, and any small crawlspace Rhys could send his body through would slow them down dramatically, as they were bulky and would slam into each other. Rhys threw one of his clones into one of the two pursuers, as it caught it in something of a headlock. It wouldn't hold it for very long, but it would stall one of the two that would give chase. Luring it to an open area, Rhys turned around and purged his fist throwing out a barrage of purple pellets hitting the static's bare skin, painting it in his color.
"Call me Ghepetto motherfucker! Now go attack the other one!"
The beast raged, the orange light from the other side was heralding over it. It's eyes reflected the same color, and it completely broke the veil and lunged the fragment.
"WHAT?!" Rhys was surprised, it was like it was already being controlled by something else, his possession wasn't worth shit. He rolled under it's dive and started back towards the open area where the elevator was. The only problem was he got pinched in between the gorilla he'd left and the one that was chasing him. "Ugh...fuck me right?"
He spun around as they both lunged, quickly created a massive shroud of purple haze expanding it across the entire base floor within mere seconds, reaching back to the elevator. Even if he possessed the static under the haze, they're control would just go back the second they left the fog of acid wind. So he made them kill each other while possessed.