"Tisk tisk." After being struck again by the meaty spell, the madman went postively. . .Well- Mad. Rushing through the group and making a beeline for Braud. Poor thing must not have noticed Mr. Sunshine standing next to him. As he rampaged forward, like some sort of feral beast with a grudge. 

Sunshine worried for a scant moment about the mental condition of these fellows, what affect did this place have that drove them to this?

Now, just as the feral ran in front of him, he cocked back his leg and swung it forward with all of his force. Aimed directly for this thing's gut. Now, should it collide, Mr. Sunshine's kicks have more than enough force to send this thing flying straight into the wall. Not enough to break any bones, as they're all shattered anyway, but enough to lift it off of its feet hard enough to hurt. "Stay down, fellow! It will hurt less this way!"