Both sides were brought to their near curtail, with the Faceless God wafting his hand and torso, trying to drag his drill with ardent spirit.
It was heavy, but the weight was nothing compared to the years he was stuck in this accursed place, unknowing of what to do before the three mortals arrived.
The Faceless God thrusted his churning gear onto Nagan's head, which was avoided in the last second, before Nagan grabbed his neck. Shrill cry transformed into debilitating shockwave, giving enough time for the Faceless God to plunge his drill into Nagan's abdomen.
An impromptu punch was delivered by Hopscotch's wailing reactor arm, knocking back the Faceless God away from them, it was followed by Bluebell's flurry of enmity-coated projectiles converted from her halo's energy.
