Tlactluni was pretty metal that day

Despite the golems immense speed, the frail rocks that make up its body are an easy target for his opponents conjured pillars, beams of water and whips of blood. A crushing pillar strikes hard against his arm and, landing a critical hit, sends the arm flying backwards over the battlefield.

Noldukok is quick to rise down onto the ground, beckoning for the earth itself to rise from the ground and rebuild his arm. After the almost instant recovery of his limb, the giant rose and dashed forth for the Gehennan once more, hoping that the newly-created arm would help him in felling his foe.
(Noldukok)

With the newly-formed arm being made out of the soil of the battlefield, the man's conjured pillars that were made from the same soil seemed to have less of an effect. Either it was because of them sharing the same origin and not being willing to hurt its own kin, or it was simply because they were both the same material. Answer would probably differ depending on if one would ask someone who's scientific or spiritually aligned.

The giant, with his newfound strength, was able to dance into range of the man and slam a heavy fist straight into his chest, sending him flying like a lifeless doll over the battlefield from the raw strength alone.

Had the single punch been enough to fell him or did he have more fight in him?

"Give up, Gehennan. Your hate for my kin will be your undoing."
(Noldukok)

Tlactluni flew through the battlefield, and kneeled down on the ground. He muttered a few words as he stood up. "If they defeat us... We shall look up to their faces, and spit on it." Tlactluni reminded himself of Ozomatli's glorious speech.

The Bloodpriest rose up from the ground, reuniting the blood that fell down on his way to this spot. He seemed ANGRY, this time, as he consumed upon his own blood armor, making it a bit lighter to carry around, although it was carried by magic.

"I WILL DESTROY YOU, EMBLEM OF AZRAEL!" Tlactluni yelled at Noldukok, his rash voice almost guttural from the raw strength he summoned. Aligned with Atl's battle drums, it was pretty... Metal, you could say.
(Tlactluni)