Colonel Sanders squawked mightily, but he went down with the leg sweep. He fell headfirst into the ground. Here, his avian body proved a disadvantage; without arms, he was having a hell of a time getting back up. It mostly involved flapping his wings ineffectually in an effort to get back up to his feet, while kicking his feet against the ground to hop back up.

Lera stopped her protests to stare. Her mount was engaging a pink-haired berserker in a martial arts battle. This went from dismaying to fascinating.