His slash would prove effective in that it managed to snag his neck, seeing as JT's drill wasn't for defence and his skills with the blade weren't very good. A river of crimson tides expelled themselves from the throat of JT as he fell onto his knees, and the digistructed being within the machine faded back and away to nothingness, as he awoke in the real world again, now only more pissed. ((End))