The last of the cables tore through him and he let out a deep sigh of relief. Opening his eyes and staring upwards at the hole in the planet above him. As the process finished the pundambayan choked up the rest of what remained in his throat, and in his nostrils. It flowed off of his face and off the sides, staining his cheeks and beard with the dark color. The thick brown and oxygen rich blood fell to the ground with a few drips, staining the threads below. Screaming was followed by a calm and foreboding silence, the rings themselves calming down and settling into their new positions. Each set interlocking in one point in the middle to allow for full strike zone coverage. 

Looking back down at his hands and body he saw the metallic cables pressing against his skin, his outermost organ was stretched thinly across the top of it. The shreds of what remained of his shirt fell off of his body to fully reveal his transformed state. The muscle that had been so thickly present against his skin was now mostly replaced with metal pseudo-muscles, in some places they had actually torn through his skin. Where there had once been pain, however, was a pleasing and dreamy high. 

Several deep breaths passed his nostrils and mouth, and long exhales followed. The Pundambayan pressed his clenched hands together in front of him. Knuckle to knuckle and with his eyes closed."Focus, Kanitah. Focus. You're in a bad place right now, and you can't lose yourself to the Power. Focus. Power is a means to an end, it is not everything. The man controls the power within him, the power does not control the man. A man who loses himself to the power is no longer a man, but a puppet." Another deep inhale and he opened his eyes again, looking upwards at the hole. Another blast was coming down! 

It slammed into his chest and exploded around him, blowing his skin clean off and tearing up the ground below him. The cables underneath his flesh were fully exposed to the air now and blood oozed its way between them. The pain in his eyes was great but he did not scream. Kanitah just released a slow and deliberate breath, looking down at his devastated chest. "I may have misinterpereted his ability. If I hadn't had the engine, my body couldn't have taken that." 

The rock began falling towards him, there was little chance that he could withstand it striking him. He had hoped to get out of the hole immediately, but survival was the first priority. Letting his legs go limp underneath him the only way to escape an attack when you can't force yourself to move. Is to not move at all. The pundambayan leaned forwards as he fell, letting his body drop into the pit.