The crash of the metal unit impacting the armor rang out and the Demon turned his attention to the source. Spotting the figure atop the smaller building, and letting another low roar loose from his enclosed throat. Without the ability to feel through the thick armor, Diabolus stayed unaware of the existence of the hunter positioned on his back. Taking a few heavy steps, the Beast positioned his body to face the building, lowering his stance and aiming the flat of his helm towards it. Kicking off with his hooves and subsequently digging shallow trenches in the earth, he put his weight into a charge. Within a few steps, he reached his dash speed and impacted the side of the building with his head. The concrete and steel buckled under the force, causing much of the remaining glass panes to break out of their frames. The structure shook violently and the impacted side began to sag ever so slightly, but did not collapse completely.

With his head buried in the side of the building, the Demon raised his arms to grasp the remaining steel supports within reach. He seemed to be preparing himself to free his entangled horns from the now twisted steel of the structure.