shoulder throwing Dzhaggernaut

I stood and reached through the darkness and found Dzhaggernaut’s left hand still trying to pry the blade loose. I gripped his thumb and torqued his wrist and his hand came away from the blade and I pivoted, turning my back to him, and yanked his left arm over my shoulder until his armored chest slammed against my back. I levered my shoulder beneath his armpit and flipped his enormous mass over top of me. He bellowed with rage as he slammed to the stone floor with the sound of a cement truck hitting a wall at a hundred miles an hour.
-Sledge vs. The Labyrinth, pg. 295