Before he can fire, a quake starts to shake him off target then more ribbons rain from above, surrounding him in a maze like appearance. Their movement give off the illusion of a great maze, constantly shifting around, then out from the golden maze come eyes, peering at him through his screen. Though disturbing, they dare him on.

"Not gonna stop me. You need to be shut-down."

Redirecting his turret he aims straight and fires. Faux is pushed back into his seat by the kinetic force upon the hull, but it keeps, just. The point blank shot has blown open his view again of the battlefield. Taking no chances, he floors it, driving the tank meet straight into the tendril of ribbons surrounding and coming off of the mirror, hoping to stretch and dislodge them as they catch under the cannon turret and the tanks bulk. If this doesn't work, his tank could partially cover some of his crew mates.