[Action]
[There's the smallest moment for Helix to snarl as Michael's fingers roughly dig into his scalp and grip his feathers. He barely has time to brace himself, eyes squeezed shut as their heads collide with a satisfying coconut noise.
He staggers back, twisting his head free and shaking the blow off the best he can. His vision is still a little wonky but he goes in for a kick to Michael's midsection.]