As the fist came crashing down, the air around Lionel tightened, and it looked like the space around him was moving in strange ways.
It seemed like everything was spinning around him.
'This might've been a mistake…' Lionel thought and closed his eyes.
BOOM!
The fist smashed into Lionel's armadillo shell, and the island started to fall even further.
Whatever was keeping it aloft before was desperately trying to stop the island's falling. It seemed to work as the island soon came to the stop, but it had already dropped ten meters from its original spot.
After the dust cloud cleared up, everyone turned their gazes on the spot where the fist landed.
They hoped to see Lionel still standing, but when the dust cleared, the broken pieces of the armadillo shell could be seen scattered around the ground.
