Cal doesn't hit. Ulaume's reflexes have him ducking too quickly, down into a crouch with his free arm over his face. Goddamnit, he just can't get free. His hammer is fucking useless. How badly he wants to split the har's head open--none of this is cooling off his rage, only mixing it with fear.

Adrenaline has him staggering back to his feet. Adrenaline has his hand flying at Cal's eyes, wanting to gouge.