Ow. Motherfucking ow, there was a spike in his hand. There was a yelp, and then a truly creative string of invectives as Haine slammed Hibari's face down into the ground again, much harder this time. He stood then, yanking his hand free of the spike--goddamn, that was worse than getting shot in the hand--and turned, picking Nata up as he moved past him.