Erandur noticed what Higgs was doing the moment it started, feeling the pressure of his Patron's powers. He cared not for it until he realized what was going on.
Erandur groaned deeply as he felt the metals around him became to decay and rush. With a flick of his wrist, everything disappeared, his armor, melee weapons and guns, all done. Leaving him nearly bare. But as each drop him it, he felt a feeling he hadn't in almost four thousand years: himself growing older.
Thankfully, his charge time was up.
"TIID-KLO-UI!" Time seemed to almost stand still, this was more than a false god trying to wield the powers of the universe. This was something more primordial. The rain drops around the two of them came to a near stop, working at about 10% their normal rate.
Erandur stood up from his position and ran at Higgs, aging more and more with each drop that hit him. But it would not stop him from throwing a massive right fist at that golden mask.