"Hahahahaaaah. I dun geddit." Ozzy felt some sort of amusement towards Mercury's claim, but he couldn't place why. The absurdity of the image that came from thinking about Dio's head rolling along the floor after Mercury, shouting all sorts of obscenities? Yeah, yeah,<span style="font-style: italic">that</span>was it. Even figuring it out got another chuckle out of him.<br/><br/>But back in the fight, Ozzy soon found himself face-down on the ground, tripped up by the whip. When another one came along and started snapping at him, he raised his arms defensively. "Ow, ow! That fuckin' stings, mate!" He shouted. The axe embedded into the floor atop him melted and reformed into a shield, which surprising absolutely nobody, looked like a bat's head with extended wings on either side. After using it to block the strikes, Ozzy kicked the back of it to send it flying forward, then rolled out of the way to gather more metal from other buildings.<br/><br/>His hands outstretched, he waited as a cloud of shards made from signs and cars flew towards him, liquifying over his arms to harden into a pair of gauntlets. Each one had a chain wrapped around it, hanging slightly at the wrist. With the new punch-enhancers, he balled his fists and rushed forward, leaping forward to try and punch Mercury on the top of the head.