The sand moved as if it had a mind of its own. Nate apparently had the mind to shoot Seth before he was fully trapped. Fortunate for the Nobody, then, that his sand jutted up from his feet and formed a giant hand of sorts to literally [i]catch[/i] the man's shot. That was about the last bit of control Seth had over his sand, though. Philippa, the enemy Nobody, used some kind severing technique to cut Seth off from the sand, and so all of it that he conjured fell harmlessly to the ground also releasing Nate in the process.

"Welp, that can't be good..." Seth said, silently chuckling to himself. The other Nobody then proceeded to encase herself and her allies in protective circles of Light, "...also not good." he quipped, thankfully unaffected by the metallic air. Fortunately for him, much of Philippa's countermeasures seemed to focus on Cheese and Drake more than anyone else. That left the Nobody himself relatively free to continue the assault on his own terms. And thankfully, he may have had just the trick up his sleeve.

"Uncontrolled projectiles, eh?" Seth mused, remembering Toxsac's advice, "Okay then... is [i]this[/i] uncontrolled enough for ya?" at those words he performed a short hop and literally drop-kicked the ground below him. This kicked up a surprisingly massive amount of sand that proceeded fly out in the general directions of Nate, Nora, and Philippa in the shape of spiky projectiles. Of course, the protective circles would likely blunt much of the potential damage, but it would probably make one hell of a distraction. A distraction the Nobody could make good use of.

"Here we go." he mused again, his playful grin returning to his face as opposed to the dead serious look he sported earlier. He seemed to hop into the ground and vanish, having in fact opened up a quick Corridor at his feet and used it as a means to temporarily disappear from enemy sight. Next thing everyone knew, a Corridor quickly opened right over Philippa's head, dropping a hooded Seth from the air above. He'd already used the time to enter a drop-kick position, not to mention used his brief time within the Corridor to fall enough distance that he generated a considerable amount of momentum.

Those circles of Philippa's could protect them from magic, but how well would it do against a literal boot to the head coming down at a high speed velocity?