[It's DropD-Tune. Shit, shit. Castor wasn't ready for this; he wasn't ready to fight at all again. Except, of course, for the fact that he is always ready to fight. That's the entire problem. That's why he shouldn't fucking be here. But he is here.
And she is in danger.
So down Castor goes, hammer slamming into the sea serpent, and smashes it backward, while he also flies backward -- and then he slams down onto a sandbar, sending up a huge puff of sand.]
I know! [He brings his hammer back around, eyes on the Nightmare.] C'mon, punk. Eyes on me!
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And she is in danger.
So down Castor goes, hammer slamming into the sea serpent, and smashes it backward, while he also flies backward -- and then he slams down onto a sandbar, sending up a huge puff of sand.]
I know! [He brings his hammer back around, eyes on the Nightmare.] C'mon, punk. Eyes on me!