@mercy_:
Some unknowable emotion crosses Liberty's face. The skin around her ruined glass eye tightens. Her lips pull back, mangled flesh over pristine white teeth as the Sanguine's dagger punches through the armor on her head and tears a long gash down her scalp as it grinds across mutant bone.
The shove of Mercy's boots throws the tall blond forward, she lands on one knee with a thump. Crimson blood mats her blond hair and streams down her scared face. A thought seals the wound by solidifying the blood.
A single drop of blood falls from her shattered skull armor. And it freezes in mid air.
Behind her Mercy hangs frozen in the midst of acrobatic maneuvering. Liberty can feel the vibrations of her heart beating- frozen in the hallways air, like waves become ice mid crest.
Liberty had accessed her mutant ability to cognate instantly. Her thoughts literally took up zero time; they were instant. In theory Liberty could think an infinite number of thoughts at any moment in time, but in reality she was limited by available energy and entropic heat.
She analyzed;
the Sanguine always engaged from range, or used her agility to once more reset the range or put her foe off balance. Just as Andres Knightfall prefered to slip the fight into a rhythm that favored him, so too did the Sanguine. Slowly wearing down her foes with a thousand cuts, controlling the pacing and distance of the fight Trusting in her own innate agility and skill while she chipped away at her foes life. The daggers were appropriate to her style; quick little blades that were hard to catch and hard to defend against.
Time to break out of that loop-
-and the world snapped back into motion. The drop of blood splattered on the floor. Sounds once more reached Liberty's ears, feeding her echolocation.
She turned and drove up from the ground simultaneously. Exploding up from the ground, cracks racing from her foots point of contact with the floor. The walls groan.
Her golden armor morphs into ninety nine golden knives. Liberty becomes intangible to mass and particles with mass. Ninety nine blades rip through her ghostly form, spreading out like a shotgun blast to encompass the entire hallway with razor sharp, hyper velocity blades.
To Liberty they seem to crawl through the air before her; golden blades twisting through the sky, shock waves rippling the air in their wake- such was their velocity.
Liberty herself becomes intangible to massless particles. Light, and all other forms of electromagnetic radiation stream through her as if she was not even there. This renders her completely invisible, and completely blind; she had only her echolocation to rely upon.
Already intangible to mass she takes a second step (mass being an object's resistance to acceleration) thus that second step accelerates her to her maximum speed instantly. Like a jet that activates its hypercruse she snaps forward, blistering speed whipping her past the cloud of golden blades in a hundredth of a second.
Her echolocation mapped the hallway, and Mercy, with the unerring precision of a machine, guiding Liberty's ten ton MMA styled superman punch for the very point of Mercy's jaw- an invisible blow delivered with the power of a railgun- only a heartbeat before Liberty snaps back into intangibility and ninety nine razor sharp diamond hard knives tear through the hallway.
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