You see some small explosions and what seem to be magical attacks around The Rampart's midsection. Somehow, even ANGRIER than before she abandons the comparative subtlety of her water jets and begins swatting and gouging at the island with her bare hands.
With an almighty swing she clatters her arm clear through the east shore. A smoldering chunk of the island the size of an automobile splashes into the ocean less than 100 feet from the Silver Lining.
Highball turns to you as well.
<span class="mu-g">"uuuh.."</span>
Your muttlebottle begins to glow and shake.
You think you hear The Rampart laughing.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QQPuRzzoGZQ 