Fuck. Erin resumes a human form still going full-speed; the result is an overhead chop with Bifrost that Bahamanuel remembers all too well. Sliced clothes go flying off its form while Erin yells, encouraging it to retreat, for now.

One of these days it'll figure out Erin can't light it on fire any more, but not today. Erin goes rushing to Yakko's side to check those wounds. Please, God, don't make her mercy kill the cartoon.