Remi tried to bust out of the giant hand holding him. He felt the sand shift to keep him held with his every movement. He was not going to escape that easily from the possessed Jacob's fist.

"He's possessed! He can't stop-" The Atlantean had tried to put up shields to block the blow. They weren't strong enough to stop the blow, but they could take some of the strength off. He got a mouthful of sand and a faceful of rocky knuckles.