Diesel was trying to hold onto consciousness with every fiber of his being. He hurt so bad right now, and the claws jabbing into his hand made him cry out as he let go. The staff knocking him upside the head a moment later cut off that cry however, as he once more plummeted to the ground, unconscious before he ever hit the ground. He was fortunate his weapon landed right next to him instead of on or in him; it buried itself into the ground next to his head in a final exclamation of defeat.
HP: 0