Sparks darted over to Mercury, to help his rocket steed whose back leg got ensnared by one of the vines, and was attempting to fly off. Thanks to the robot fists, he was able to rip away the plants and jump on the horse to fly a few feet above the plateau. He took a quick survey of the scene, and saw Ashelia struggling thanks to the pollen.

"Ashelia! Put out your hand!" The plan was to fly by, grab her and pull her away. With the gloves, freeing her should be a breeze. What he was going to do once he had her... well, he'd figure that out in a moment.