Handy wanted to say something, but he was quickly running out of breath, his arms ached. So instead, he let his hammer do the talking. He raised it above his head, two handed and brought it down on the large stone. It cracked, the creature stumbled once more and Handy was almost thrown from the body. He gripped it with his left hand for balance as he raised his hammer with his right arm and brought it down again, cracking it further. ’One more.’ He thought. ’Come on, God damnit!’ 