Diesel was having a hard time recovering with all the explosions throwing off his senses and balance. He got thrown back again, this time against a wall. He was pretty sure he was concussed, as everything was blurry, but he dug deep and took a steadying breath, before running in, trying to use his wings to help, despite one still being damaged. He roared at her, swinging his scythe with all of his might.
HP: 3