He stood up, stiff as a newly built roundabout. Ready for the oncoming pain.
The ground shook beneath his curly toes, only for him to look up again gazing into oblivion.
A whistle of kablamo pierced his drum leaving the bone shattered.
The flash before the sound was something astonishing to behold.
He picked it up, sloted it back into place and extended his arm and index finger...
Chaos unravelled.