From the moment Bassena opened his eyes, dashed out to punch the winged figure, and fell to the ground--everything happened in a second. It took the other another two to realize what was going on.
"Bas!" Zein jumped off the ship and ran toward the dock.
"Commander?!"
Half of the port city was burning from the Eastern Sun's attacks, and the two fell at the edge of the sea of fire. The ground shook and exploded; in the middle of the crater they created, Bassena in his black scale armor stepped on the cloaked figure's back, pressing its body to the ground. With the hands that were coated in a new type of energy, he grabbed the wing and ripped it.
Khieeeeekk!
It howled; half in fury and half in shock that a human could 'touch' it.
Ignoring the dizzying howl that made the other espers stumble and close their ears, Bassena continued to pull out the other wing, ripping it without hesitation and summoning a giant stake to pierce the open wound.