Ground pound and throw

Flying after her, I had to fly around the beam, because being stuck in it slowed me down. I caught her and pulled her out of the beam, she stumbled, and he tried to catch us again. I was more evasive, so he went right back to getting Caryatid.

The partner did another collect, flick, grab, in the span of a second or two. It was only a dozen or so needles, flying like bullets, but the movement of the beam told me the angle. Aimed at me, not Caryatid.

I drew myself together, and flew hard into a safe spot of ground, forcefield strong. Fist and one knee hit hard enough to crack the floor and send fragments up in a radius around me. More than I might have in the old days.

Reaching out for two of the larger fragments, I managed to catch one. A fistful of concrete with some tile attached.

The moment I felt like the forcefield was back, while the tractor beam guy was collecting more debris, I threw the chunk, hitting the guy who was dragging Caryatid.

A harder throw than I might have done normally, but the situation was bad.

- Dying 15.4