The sphere in his mouth doubled in size as energy continued to build, peeling his own jaws back unnaturally wide as it continued to grow. Just as Sigmund was preparing to launch his explosive at the central support, a crashing and sloshing sound echoed through the air. He turned his ear toward the source of the sound, the sphere ceasing its charge due to his distraction. With a slight yelp, Sigmund's surprise was hilariously evident. A wall of water slammed into his body at about chest height, innitially releasing his footing for a moment before he caught himself on a nearby pillar.

Sigmund's weight causing the pillar to crack and bend, but not yield entirely. As the wall of water persisted it's flow, Sigmund looked towards the source. A hallway across from him, directly to his right. The madman turned his face towards the source of water and let loose his charged blast, aiming straight forward. It was a blind shot in the hopes of it striking his opponent or at least slowing the water for a moment.

It [i]was[/i] almost two kilotons worth of explosive power, so hopefully it would accomplish something other than wanton destruction. Though, wanton destruction is nice too.

Where had all this water even come from!?

While Sigmund was growing angrier as time passed, he was also growing more confused. Why was the hero of earth, this big old American fuckwit refusing to fight him? 

It's as though he thought Kali was a more pressing matter.

Maybe he didn't think that when Sigmund was finished spreading General Freedom across the pavement; That Sigmund wasn't going to do the exact same to Kali when he finds her again.