[The plasma blast was a surprise. Wheatley was not used to combat, so it sent him backwards and airborne, colliding with a tree and leaving the path he was sent flying in a wreckage of uprooted trees and damaged terrain. The only thing that saved him was the fact that Hank was extremely durable. Not even a scathed mark aside from his clothes. Pushing himself up onto his feet, his eyes locked on him.]
Ahahahahaha! Ahhahaha! AHahaha! HAHAHAHA... COME ON MATE.
[The slightest hint of insanity. He'd be grinning like mad if he could.]
COME ON!!!
[He'd effortlessly pick up one of the uprooted trees-- the biggest one he could reach at that time, launching himself forward and up into the air, swinging the massive tree into Blues.]
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Ahahahahaha! Ahhahaha! AHahaha! HAHAHAHA... COME ON MATE.
[The slightest hint of insanity. He'd be grinning like mad if he could.]
COME ON!!!
[He'd effortlessly pick up one of the uprooted trees-- the biggest one he could reach at that time, launching himself forward and up into the air, swinging the massive tree into Blues.]