Hellhound was far from the type that would give up. "You might get me, but this is not done! Your predecessors failed, and you will fail too!" he shouted, trying every last fiber of his strength to create fire with himself. The sparks of flames that flew from him were unstable and not aimed, him almost turning into a living firework that was launched towards the ground instead of the sky.

The flaming spikes coming off of him managed to hit on Nic and his armor, the overheating system already bringing his body on It's edges as he fell down on the ground, the edges of the armor smoking as Krait herself barely managed to duck to the ground to dodge one of the sparkles coming her way. "Knock the guy out for crying out loud!" Krait tried to shout from the rubble she had dropped herself into.