Timbersaw had a good cause to be paranoid. augury bay fell to the walking trees, its inhabitants crushed under branch and bough. but that was the past. his new saw-suit changed everything. its long timber chain shot out, grasping the nearest trunk and pulling the suit towards it. in an instant, a dozen trees fell in a circle to the oversized saw. "whirling death, i'll call it!" but that was not all. a press of the button, and the bladed chakram flew into the forest, cutting down even the sturdiest of hardwoods. delirious with success, rizzrack pulled up a second chakram and a flamethrower, spinning and spewing in all directions, cackling until all that remained was a field of burned stumps. now, he was ready to face his fears.