The Toa of Plasma was fast, his already credible amount of skill boosted by his Kanohi, but not fast enough. The use of his Calix relied on him being aware, and to say the least, he did not see Kol flying towards him until it was too late. That being said, the mercenary did still possess a Calix, and he really knew how to use it.
As such, he was able to backpedal just enough distance away from the Parakuka-enhanced Kol to allow him to twist around. He wasn't an idiot, and didn't count on dodging out of the way of an attack like that, and so he did what he could to lessen the blow.
Kol impacted with the Toa of Plasma with enough force to snap bone and break armor, though no bones were snapped nor armor broken, instead the Toa's knees were forced forward, as he had put his back to Kol, the joints folding the way they were supposed to. Still, it was plenty of force to shove the Toa forward towards the hole in the floor.
As well as force Nixie from his grip, the Ga-Matoran dropping from his grasp and into the water.
The Toa followed not too long after, disappearing from view into the blue waters of the bay.
The mammoth Skakdi of Stone grunted in annoyance at the shroud of protosteel now covering his arm and part of his head. The Toa of Iron had disappeared too soon for it to finish completely forming over said body parts, but it was plenty to stop the Skakdi for now.
Two bulges formed in the metal sheet that covered his eyes, before they exploded outward from the force of his impact vision, the twisted metal shards imbedding themselves in the surface of the lily-pad. Still, the fact that he could see once again did not help his current predicament.
With Kale gone, the Skakdi directed his attention to the formation of Ussalry currently bearing down on him.
The purple-armored Ba-Toa had just enough time to glance up at the recently teleported Verak, before the bamboo pole slammed into his head with a sickening crack.
The blow knocked the Toa clear off of the roof, landing hard on the lily-pad below. He appeared stunned for a moment, unmoving from his crumpled position on the ground. That is, until, he pushed himself up with one hand, his blurred vision attempting to focus on the dark shape moving at quite the speed towards him.
And then his eyes widened as he realized what it was.
Instinctually, he held his hands up as the explosion from the grenade, landing just before him, sent him sliding back, until he was just before the edge of the plant's surface.
The Lesterin of Iron was still for split second as she face her Water counterpart in her low stand. Before she suddenly launcher herself forward into striking distance, her blade whipping through the air with a flick of her wrist. The sword carving through the air in a slash that extended from the Marine's hip to just below his opposite arm.