All they needed was just the thinnest sliver of a chance. Skater knew he had the elemental’s attention when the cone-shaped head grated around on its rock-encrusted stump of a neck. It lifted its boulder fist from the front of the Landrover, almost succeeding in smashing out the windshield with its latest effort, and shrugged a blocky shoulder around. The fist came up before it, looking like a giant hammer carved from a quarry wall.