The Witch would claw and bite as much as possible into the steel-like hide it now possessed, the guard that covers her body breaking off more and more teeth with each strike. Despite such flails and unsuccessful attacks, her presence was still nauseating.
A direct order by her toys to the water-like prison she has herself in, allowing a few ducks to absorb it, growing large enough to squish through half of the restaurant. Lumbering giants that would try to crush and slide across the area, aiming themselves and blasting a precise hole, enough force to cut down the wood and crush the Card Magician under more of the area, the roof falling over and slamming into his body. Harvard, despite pinned to the ground, remained the same. He'd let the new Gorgon swat away the debris, letting it scatter outside, as the Beldam was able to slip by at long last, her body rejuvenating in the process, thanks to filtering out her poison with the waters that were invading her system. She'd scrawl her way towards Harvard, yet as she approached him, a quick ward from Scarecrow would prevent her from coming forward, while a quick signal allowed the boy to bring forth the Totem he lost previously, launching and latching onto the Beldam's body, eroding the metal after such water damage flooded her from the inside out.
She'd try to get the totem off, even slamming herself into the rubble and bury herself within it to scrape the creature off of her body. Despite the damages, it sustained, bringing more ire towards the Beldam. A Signal once again for the toys to come up, watching as Criollo was halting such progress by himself. She'd be quick on her feet in getting out of the rubble, launching it as an avalanche in order to make the Guard react. Criollo would leap out of harms way, but the Toys would follow up by grabbing such rocks and debris from however they can reach it, and launch it like catapults in order to attack the cookie in mid-air. Forced out of options, Criollo would cut down as much as possible, taking damage in the process, but not enough to take him out. The Beldam, in timing herself, would allow her back to be turned, prompting the Totem to clash against his axes. Even in such a nerfed state, the axes were strong enough to slash and break apart half of the Totems body, leaving its energy to leak out. She'd immediately take such advantage by allowing her soldiers to bathe in such energy, taking it into their own system, powering them up and allowing them to take on a faster and stronger state. Cogs spun faster, wind-up keys went slower to avoid a sudden end, and even some lights from certain toys flash like a lightning bolt, blinding the Cookie, allowing them to get a chance to fight back.
Harvard would immediately step in, two spells casted, as he'd take the full blow of the armada, his body riddled with such projectiles, piercing into him like arrows and spears. The Beldam would grab the child by his neck and strangle it, her other hand gripping at his hair and tries to pull his head clean off. Even with such pain, Harvard would only smile.
KRACC!!!
An axe straight at one of her mirrors, blinding her, a roar of pain as she'd let go, with Harvard following up by a set of chains around the Beldam's neck instead, pulling her close so he can land a heavy knee to her face and a kick to her chin, pushing her into the ground, pinning her down as a result. As the toys grew confused as to how such an attack happened, they'd began to be ripped apart. Criollo was cloaked by Curtains, the spell that hid him away from existence. They didn't even knew the Guard was even a thing, much less alive and acting as the main fighter against the soldiers. Trimming the cloak enough to where it covered Criollo, but not too much to bury him in cloth, it was the perfect cover to let him hack and slash at any remaining forces the Beldam had. The Witch would watch as such a display happened, with the soldiers flailing such weapons or whatever was on their arsenal falling on deaf ears. She'd try to commit long range, with plush owls having cannons and wooden toy spiders with miniguns, but they weren't able to track or pin down who was the one responsible. All they got instead was a mere glimpse of devastation, a trick of the light in their assumptions.
Criollo remained still, his cloak guarding him as much as possible, watching from above, waiting for Harvard to deliver a strike in order to catch them off guard. That strike came in the form of the Fusioned Monster, the new Gorgon letting out a massive screech when their focus shifted too hard for the cookie, as well as a sword aimed to cleave the monster's neck, watching such sparks fly as she'd try to have her hand take such a sacrifice in survival. Once such attention was averted, Criollo leapt up and cut down those close by, tearing the minigun off and briefly exposing himself in order to rain down lead to the plush owls. Each blast the owls gave was bursts of light, condensed energy aiming to pierce a hole through the ground. The quick-footed Guard was able to dodge most of them, but because of the minigun's weight and his small size, he'd be forced to sacrifice it and wait in plain sight, Curtains still around him.
Another slash, another distraction. Another chance for Criollo to attack, lunging and taking out one of the Owl's wings, grabbing it by the beak and aiming it to the others, shooting them down through the stomach and letting them plummet. The Beldam tried to raise more forces, but would be interrupted by the new Gorgon's strike, biting into her arm so that Harvard has a direct shot in lobbing it off.
Both of her hands fall onto the ground, useless. Criollo smiled to himself as he'd see the boy facing the monster head-on. They may have a chance.