If they hit. Good qualifier. Necessary, too. Bloodshot smirked behind his mask as the command was uttered and the needles formed in the other man's shadow. Possibly voice activated then, and he'd been right about the boy's shadow manipulation ability. He briefly considered deflecting the needles as they came to him, spread out as they were by their various starting points within the other man's shadow, but discarded the idea in favor of gaining distance on the other man. He launched himself forward as the final needles formed and had covered half the distance to the other man by the time they lurched forward, at which point he simply jumped aside and continued forward, past the barrage that almost seemed to stand still in his enhanced perception.<br/><br/>Now the thing you need to know about using muscle power to move at such incredible speeds, is that you still have all that inertia to deal with once you get to where you want to be. Unlike actual speedsters who can control their inertia via powers, Bloodshot has to rely on much more mundane means to deal with his. Which would be unfortunate for mister prince o' darkness. It took him the space of another blink to cover the remaining distance between himself and the boy, and once he arrived he drove his left fist straight toward the other man's chest. Unless he had super speed hidden somewhere in his repertoire of shadow manipulation, it would literally take a miracle to avoid the blow. Blocking was the better bet, but even then, a two hundred and sixty pound man delivering a punch with a velocity somewhere north of two hundred miles per hour (as Bloodshot's movement speed is compounded by the speed of the punch itself) transfers a heckuva lot more kinetic force than a half-power rubber bullet. Unless the goon had already anchored himself to the ground, getting hit by a punch like that wouldn't be fun. Even inside his creepy black armor.<br/><br/>Heck, even if the goon HAD already anchored himself to the ground, Bloodshot wouldn't be surprised if the force of the punch just ripped up a chunk of that and sent it flying with him. Add to that the fact that internal organs are generally pretty squishy and don't deal well with rapid acceleration, and this singular moment was very quickly adding up to a stupendously bad day for the young prince o' darkness.