BOOM!
When the huge impact rang out once more, both Atlas and the bull went stumbling backward in different directions. Atlas felt a great pain in his knuckles that told him that he had definitely broken a few bones, but he didn't mind it.
He felt clearly through that impact the complete shattering of the bone structure he hit. The bull was stumbling with hazy eyes, puffing out steam as it tried to locate Atlas. It hadn't taken significant damage to the body, but its brain was rattling around in its half-broken skull, making it unable to move as it wished to.
Its body stumbled back and forth as it desperately tried to control its own legs, but they only moved to a portion of its orders. It had never felt something so disorienting before in its short life.
The beast was not on death's doorstep because it was dying. It was on death's door because it had lost the ability to defend itself.
"Haa…haa…haa…"
