It actually has helped, and in an unexpected way. It's burned off the niceties so that these things look as monstrous as they actually are.

The larger bear grapples him with another bright flash, but Gordon grunts and shakes it off and takes a swing, bits of metal and circuitry flying off.

"Maybe try lightning!" He hazards back to her, tossing the crowbar in his palm. He remembers her using a cloud of some kind...?