The team is barely staying afloat against Nirvana. 
Their attacks are ineffective and laughed away by the drunken Battle God. 
It's taking everything they have to stay one step ahead.
In a stroke of luck, a ray of light is assessed in the shape of a hole in a strange place.
Phew, that hits the spot.
Mann, das kommt richtig gut.
¡Uf! Dio en el blanco.
Vaya, habéis dado en el clavo.
Ça fait un bien fou.
Ufa, essa foi no alvo.