They dodged everything?! Hunk just sighs to himself- he hates fighting fast enemies, because he's not fast. While that reminds him that can change his class over to Gourmand, which makes him a little faster, something else came up.

It's that puppet, again, now roosting on his ally's head. If that blows up? That guy could die, unless it's another smoke bomb. But why risk it?! So Hunk, with no words beyond an exasperated "Really?" under his breath, runs up to Ira and shifts his grip, rotating the gunblade to the broad side.

"Got it!" And then he swings it like a baseball bat, hoping his aim was good enough to send that puppet flying back to its owner a second time. Otherwise? The healer might end up with a concussion before his head blows up.