"Really? More invisibility? Didn't I just demonstrate how much that doesn't work less than ten seconds ago?" Another pulse. This time the heroine was behind him. He shifted backwards and spun, driving his leg out in a backward spin-kick aimed at the same hip he'd struck before. Once again the blow carried far more force than any ordinary human could generate, and his psionically-enhanced speed made the maneuver almost too fast for a normal eye to follow.<br/><br/>He was actually beginning to enjoy himself, believe it or not. All these new applications of his abilities coming to him as easily as those trigonometry tests had when he was nine. To be honest though, he was holding back. Dragging the fight out. Toying with her. He'd never used his abilities to give himself more strength and speed before, and as fun as it was punching around the good guys with his fists instead of his brain, he kinda wished the other one would get involved again to make things more interesting. He knew that if his guess was correct about her power than he likely couldn't match her ability to control metal, but that just made it more fun anyway. Apparently, when you've got a power as general as his, it gets beaten by any specific form of tele-control power. He found that out the hard way by trying to go toe to toe with an earth-mover in his own element. Specificity trumps versatility, as they say, and the most he could probably hope to do in a direct power struggle against metalmaid is hold her back for a bit. Which is why it's probably best to just avoid direct power struggles.