[As strong as she is, as panicked and painful as that rush of her thick, seizing power is, she's still smaller, lighter, and Julian is trained enough - although with her proximity and her powers taking effect he is slower - to engage her in hand-to-hand combat. You just don't train with Emma Frost for years and not ingrain in yourself the lightning fast instinct to defend and debilitate.
Even as she spits out her words Julian grabs her arms and throws them off, jabs at her jaw and then her chest with a powerful kinetic surge that throws her violently against a tree trunk.
He backs away, hands up in a defensive stance, his vision blackening for a moment, and realizes he can't be distracted again, not for anything, not even Ali. He can't let her get close.]
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Even as she spits out her words Julian grabs her arms and throws them off, jabs at her jaw and then her chest with a powerful kinetic surge that throws her violently against a tree trunk.
He backs away, hands up in a defensive stance, his vision blackening for a moment, and realizes he can't be distracted again, not for anything, not even Ali. He can't let her get close.]
Talk much, creepy?