Billy had been frozen to the spot for far too long, shock giving way to illness and illness giving way to endless calculations. If they could easily brutalize Goliath---there would be nothing he could do, even morphed. It was likely that even the entire team wouldn't have been able to make a difference. Any interference would've needed a less direct tactic, and there were others working on that.

Elisa's visible desperation finally startled him into action. He darted forward, offering himself as a second support. Ducking under Goliath's injured arm as gently as possible was proving to be difficult, but he eventually secured it.

"Yeah. And---and if not, we've made mechanical limbs and parts before. It might need some magical assistance to work with you, but I'm sure we can." He hated how frightened he sounded.