Jet big fist

“Your ‘force for good,’ forced me to chop my fucking leg off, you psycho,” said Cable.

Jet Jaguar stopped. “Wait,” he said. “You chopped your leg off?”

Cable stopped. “Was I not supposed to?”

“I mean… you could do that,” Jet Jaguar said. “But I was thinking you would dig.”

“But the ground was covered in pavement!”

“That’s why I gave you a big metal arm!” Jet Jaguar said. He raised his fist. “So you could swing it down… like… THIS.”

With astonishing speed, Jet Jaguar moved his fist down. Cable’s model of Skell was a heavier one, slower— he wouldn’t be able to dodge.

“Watch out!” said Reggie. He rammed his Skell into Cable’s, knocking it out of the way. The full force of Jet Jaguar’s fist impacted the Skell, sending it hurdling back to Earth. Instant destruction. Bit by bit, piece by piece, the robot fell apart, leaving Reggie to plummet to his doom.

- Ragnarust Finals