Turning in a skid, watching as Gaim slices away at his own opponent. A small hum of approval, head bobbing away to avoid a swing from the monsters deranged claw, then rolling away to avoid a heavy slam of it's other fist. He spins to blast a row of shots at it's torso, clicking and shifting his driver around.

— REVOLVE ON —

Magnum and Boost switched places, now ducking low under the starry downfall, throwing a flame powered exhaust punch at it's midsection, knocking it back further into the pouring stars from above.