Sparks cascaded down the bedrock walls as Dorrak brought his massive warhammer down in a terrifying overhead smash.
The concussive impulse struck the center rail tie where Loccy stood a heartbeat earlier, pulverizing ballast into powdered gravel.
Instead of meeting the crushing blow with brute force, she sidestepped along the rail flange with astonishing rabbit agility.
"Did you think I was going to stand still like an anvil?" she taunted, circling into his exposed blind spot.
Dorrak grunted in shock, trying to wrench his wedged weapon free from the splintered ties beneath his feet.
Before the hammer captain could reset his stance, Loccy lunged inside his reach, driving her palm into his breastplate.
A dull boom echoed through the gallery as her concussive palm strike caved in the fluted plates across his chest.
The impact lifted the armored giant clean off the ground, hurling him backward across the tracks like a thrown sack.
