Coleman grins, and jams a lever forward, sending another spray of fireballs to cut off the wreck from advancing further. "Jackdaw! Glad to see you survived, and still have your common sense! Exit, there, at your leisure, because this thing is about to boom!"

It's the worst game of keep-away imaginable. Poke it too much, it goes boom. Don't poke it enough, and it eats your friends. So he's doing his best to scare it, if that's even a possible thing to do, without actually hitting it. He's backing up, trying to keep himself between his friends and the wreck, but he's still backing up. Come on, people, down the hole! Now would be good!