"Oh for the- You know if you didn't reflect everything I'd show you conglomerate rocks," Donnie grumbles, shooting a glare over his shoulder at the esper. His attention snaps back towards the rocky formations as they take on more humanoid forms, stone figures drawing themselves up onto their feet, standing roughly ten feet tall.

"That's...probably concerning." The turtle shoves his goggles up, brow furrowed as he gives his metal staff a spin, purple light tracing around it and forming the outline of a massive hammer head at one end. "The only things these rocks are going to be is dust!"

He leaps as the nearest one lashes out with a big fist, twisting with his mystic-tech mallet to smash it into the golem's stony face.

Over by Accelerator, two more golems begin to lurch into motion, one getting near enough before swiping at the white-haired teenager.