7th Hale slammed around

Hale kicked off the ground to meet him. He clasped Franky's skull between his hands and dunked him face first into the stone. But as he lifted Franky's head to repeat the attack, Franky wrapped his trunk around Hale's waist and squeezed.

"Oi! You're still conscious!?"

Franky grinned. "What can I say? Fuhrer Bradley always said I had a hard head, Uhahaha~!"

He pried Hale off of him and began thrashing him back and forth. Hale fought to pry himself free, letting out an "oof" and a "hey" or even a "shite" as he was battered against the walls and floor. Franky brought Hale high into the air, ready to deliver karmic payback, when Hale finally managed to break his hold.

Hale held on tight to Franky's trunk as he was smashed into the earth. But from his back, Hale could leverage his leverage. Hale heaved and ho'd until he hoisted Franky up into the air and cracked his back on the floor. Franky shouted out in pain, trying and failing to find some grip or maneuver to roll himself back onto his stubby legs.