Wyatt flung himself to the side to avoid the swing, air rushing over his ear - a whistle whining in his ear - and ruffling his hair. There wasn't time to get back on his feet as the stranger started again for the elevator, so he did, instead, the only thing he could.

He swept the crowbar out, aiming for Kain's ankles, trying to take his feet out from under him and give himself time to find his own.