Pullio takes the hit from the pan with a smile. He reaches out and snatches the pan, lifting it into the air to stare at Koko, "I tout I taw a puddy tat," He snickers, then flings both the pan and the girl away from him. "But I was wrong. You ever saw a fully berserk barbarian? One that has surrendered completely to his dark gods? Ultimate power it at his command!" He roars, and dashes forward to swipe at Stratus with his right hand. Suddenly, shadows rip themselves from the surrounding area and surround him, giving his right arm the appearance of a massive claw. "Dodge this, warrior!  You are no match for my awesome power! Time to play with my new toys!" He snickers and lashes out at the warrior. His left hand points at the Dayman, and a shadowy figure peels itself up from the ground behind him. The figure pulls out a dagger and stabs downwards at the Dayman's broken form. Pullio's corrupted eyes gleaming with an unspeakable and ancient evil as his newfound powers begin to piece together. "Noone shall defeat me! Last time a barbarian Awoke, an entire continent was ruined! This time shall be no different! I will feed off of the purity of your souls! You shall fill me with more power!"