He wasn't able to get far before the gauntleted fist of the enemy readjusted itself, and clamped on Vol's upper arm, preventing him from getting the full swing that he desired, but the enemy wasn't able to stop the throw in its entirety either.
With that measly bit of momentum, Vol used all the strength that he had, and tossed the titan back down the hill, into the throng of his enemies. Here, at least, the massive weight of the enemy was finally used against him. He rolled like a steel covered log, sweeping the feet of a half-a-dozen men. And when he tried to stick out a hand to slow himself, the mud only gave way, and he continued to hurtle down the steep incline, towards the cavalrymen that were coming his way.
