Tarn catches Drift by the arm before he can fall to the ground, hauling his weight up and catching him in the stomach with his knee, leaving a sizeable dent and warping some of his transformation seams.

Lifting him even higher Tarn looks into Drift's panicked eyes, blue bleaching to white as they widen further than he thought possible. So much for the brave warrior persona. He flicks a bit of cracked glass from his cheek before backhanding him across the mouth.