The elemental shuddered, as if roaring, but no sound emerged from the abomination. “Well fuck your mother too!” Handy shouted in defiance. He then ran at the beast, ducking and rolling under its swipe and swung, to meet its inevitable back swing, catching the back of its hand at the dead centre and causing it to explode in wisps and smoke. The creature reared, clasping his wrist, bleeding ethereal mist and lightning. Handy roared in triumph. Slipping, he slammed his hammer into the carriage roof to keep from falling altogether.