[u]Unsure of where sketch is, he rotates on the spot, trying to get a lock on him. However, even he cannot see through the massive dust-storm. As he rotates, his eye expands and contracts, seemingly pinging foe movement. Out of desperation, he slams his fingers along the strings, almost tearing them off with force. A sound so piercing and loud that it blows one of the speakers on his own shoulder erupts from his body, sending out a wave of sound that can be heard for miles around. A small crack appears in his eye, the vibrations so intense that it the protective layer is starting to weaken.[/u]