How did it get to this point? Bob was in the not so gentle arms of "Woggha". His plan failed and he had to stop and think what went wrong. Talking to the skeleton was where it started. Stink joined in and wanted to see him get punched. Electricity was counter productive to his escape attempt. The jet pack did exactly as he wanted. The brief moment of being in the sky, and the feeling of joy that they were going to crash into the ground. There was one detail he missed in this great idea. The oversized beast that was Woggha catching them both. Stink got out of it and that lead back to his current predicament.

Now Stink thought this was the point he would beg for mercy. That is not how this works, and he can prove it. Being held again was giving him another idea. If electricity got him in this situation, surely it will get him out of it. He still had the Sword of the Gods with him. No one was expecting a goblin to do something this brilliant. [color=92278f]"You think this is good enough to stop me? You forget I am The Grand Royal Doctor Maxwell the Third! All of you shall bow down before the might of my inventions!"[/color] He knew where his sword was and he had both arms free. Time to smite the dumb beast holding him. While it would have been just as good of an idea to simply detach the cannon and flee. This thing was worth more than the silly idea of going without it.  

The battery was still going and he was mad. Time for round two of his armors true purpose. It sparked and he grabbed his sword. While the idea of a goblin holding a sword while hanging from a beast might have been hilarious. The fact that now the sword was shooting lightning was not. Most of the lightning hit him, being the genius in a full metal armor. The only benefit was that the lightning did a good job recharging his battery in a loop of energy. He had no idea where the bolts would go, but once again assumed this was still the best outcome possible. He cackled with glee at the blatant disregard for his or anyone's safety that was close to him. His suit was electrified, adding to the amount of damage such a small creature was capable of dealing out.

The overcharge on his battery spewed out smoke at an alarming pace. The goblin was quickly being engulfed along with Woggha in a cloud of foul smelling sulfurous smoke. He only had time to swing once blindly at the beast, adding more electricity to the situation. Best case scenario was surely this could kill or stun the dumb beast. Worst case is he just made everything more angry, but with lightning added.