Guggling 12 ton gun, Cracking Titan Skadi's armor

I didn't have forcefields in that same sense. I saw a damaged section of her armor, blasted it, and continued blasting as I plummeted. In the last few seconds of my descent, I twisted in the air to get to where I could kick my laser cannon up and away, and carried on down without reorienting myself. I could only dive while shooting because the weapon had no appreciable recoil. No real Newton's Law of Motion at play here. No bullet being fired forward, gun kicking back in response.

I crashed into the same site I'd been blasting, as fast as I could dive, forcefield hands drawn together into a point. Hot, cracked armor caved in, cracked further, and shifted position beneath me, like I'd driven a boat into the middle of a bridge. Immediately, she twisted around, swinging for me.

This? This was more familiar ground. I kicked off and away from the impact site, flying around the axe that was coming for me, and over her head, blasting with my aura while no capes were close enough to be collateral damage.

I'd hoped it would prompt her to come for me, seizing her attention. I'd really hoped it would hit that mental button that made her teleport, so I could exploit it. No such luck. It did seem to get her attention and provoke a follow-up swing, which forced me to evade and delayed me in my chase of my falling gun. I caught my weapon maybe twenty feet off the ground, grabbing a handhold with one actual hand, and flew hard, helping it rotate so it would be in the optimal position as I landed.

My forcefield came back up, and I landed with a force that cracked ice and made fluids gush around the cracks, multiple hands grabbing multiple handholds, the entire laser cannon's body creaking and protesting at the force of its landing, distributed across my forcefield.

The forcefield popped, and I let the cannon drop to the frozen ground to my right with a violent crunch, metal creaking. Panting for breath, I crouched there, facing Titan Skadi, who was so tall I couldn't really encompass her in the field of view that extended from the top of my bottom eyelid to the bottom of the other.

Couldn't do that too many more times. The gun wouldn't take that kind of strain from being caught from terminal falling speed.

- Infared 19.1