As the battle raged on, Eli turned up his semblance to get a better grip on the fight. His senses were suddenly clearer, the colors around him brighter and more vivid. His hearing grew better too, hearing the rake of claws on concrete behind him before they stopped and were replaced by the sound of freezing ice. He'd heard Lix's gauntlet ready its grenade within the mechanism before it even beeped.His shirt, pants, and socks were also suddenly rougher on his skin, feeling like burlap rather than cotton. A little sacrifice for the advantage. He thought to himself as he ducked under a claw, hearing the wind whistling between the beowolf's fingers as it slashed at the back of his head. "Getting tight here, Lix." He cautioned the freshman, blasting the beowolf with a shotgun blast from his shield and bashing it in the chest just as the explosion made his ears ring, even with the mufflers on. Glancing at where it came from, he noticed the fleeing grimm and lowered his semblance, taking off the goggles and hanging them round his neck. "Hope that's the last of them for now." He said, taking one more look around.