Ted had managed more distance from the pogo-stick attempt, now that he knew what to expect. Then he saw Gaibon get tackled by one much smaller than he, somehow, as Slogra was robbed of his air support. Earthling to earthling, flier to flier, as Ted thought things might go. He stole a glance at how on earth Koishi had managed it, shuddering a bit at how visceral things had gotten for her.

But there wasn't time for more than a quick threat scan. However she had done it, she had, and the important thing was to watch out for Slogra, whose spear was glowing at present. Ted would soon find out what that forebode, as it shot a triangular wave of energy at him. Ted panicked, and jumped, clearing the shot a few feet. Safe!

Or so he thought. Gaibon struggled, using its only weapon: balls of fire. Its neck was controlled, meaning it could only shoot one way, much as it might try to immolate its immediate surroundings. That meant the balls of flame were heading straight for Ted as he shot upwards. He raised his legs, the hellfire walkers deflecting a few of them. There were too many, however, and the last of them destroyed the shield. He was gonna have to start a tab for how many times Koishi saved his life.

Ted landed on his back, but softly thanks to the flight pin. His aerial adventure had allowed Slogra to catch to close the distance. Ted didn't fancy a swordfight with a weapon, or a monster, that massive. One day, he wished, he might be able to use such a chivalrous and romantic weapon. But for now, the much safer, much more efficient revolver. One, two, three, four five body shots. And still it approached. Just how much punishment could he take? It was a gamble, whether Ted had enough time to reload.