The blast completely demolished the still standing remains of several buildings close to the mechanical creature. And from the rubble emerged Jack, covered in dust but completely unharmed beyond a little bump he took when the building he was in collapsed under his feet. Despite his comparative lack of muscle power he broke through the debris like a beast, still brandishing one of his many knives, and looked around still expecting a fight. Then he saw the wrecked arachnid and realized he hadn't taken a single scratch during the whole fight. Even his clothes were completely fine. "YEAH! FLAWLESS VICTORY! YOU DON'T FUCK WITH JACK LOCKWOOD!" he screamed into the air raising his knife...rather heroically.