The Grippli had barely enough time to snap his head toward Astaroth, where his eyes met a fist. The punch took him by surprise, as he had not expected the dark-skinned elf to be back on his feet so fast.
On impact, two things happened. The first one being the frogman's head snapping backward, his body soon following. The second thing was all the bones in Astaroth's arm shattering.
His body wasn't built to deliver a blow at high speeds like this with his bare hand, and the force behind it, plus the toughness of the boss' body, exploded his bones like a pinata.
After the Gripple flew away and impacted the tree line, Astaroth's arm went limp as he grunted in pain. But he had no time to suffer.
"I'die! Pin him down, my meld is almost over!" Astaroth shouted, raising his remaining arm.
