VS. Speedy Breaker

They stomped the ground, propelling us both into a lunge, straight for the ceiling. I used my flight to reorient us in the air, denying them the follow-up contact. Then I used my aura, my chest pressed hard against their back, the feeling emanating from me and into them point blank.


I wanted to break them, to make their efforts less strategic and more flailing. I could feel it in how they jerked and kicked, now.


They grazed furniture with a kicking toe, and again, we were propelled away, hard. I twisted us in the air so it was my back that slid across the ceiling. The paint and the ceiling's surface cracked badly with the contact, and something on the other side pushed back. It was meaty, broader across than my back was, and it slurped.


I didn't break through that thin layer of ceiling, and neither did the thing on the other side. Not until my enemy reached up to hit it. Paint broke, cracks spread out, and we were boosted away from it, the boost no doubt being the original intent.


I was glad it wasn't a death-ball boost, at least.


Their power had two components. The dash, the boost, the 'kick-off', where they moved four or five times as fast. If they could bounce off of a solid surface as they did it, then they went full death ball, becoming a whirling sphere as tall as I was.

- Blinding 11.7