When Estrella moved, Mountain had not been the only one to fail to react.
The three flying Macans only saw the threat full of coldness shift, and appear before them. They didn't even have the time to process anything.
The shield bearer in the middle only felt coldness from his trusty weapon, only seeing a hand with fair fingers hold an edge of it and move it with both strength and levity he could do nothing about.
The next thing he knew, as the cold slowed him down to the point of making his thoughts crawl in his mind, was a heel coming to his head in a hook kick.
*BANG*
His neck didn't even break as darkness abruptly came over him. He didn't have the opportunity to think about what was happening anymore, but his comrades saw the horror that happened.
