Smith rolled over the officer with his foot and delved into the pockets. Irritated there was nothing there, Smith focused in on the victim's chest and stopped his heart with his mind.
"But have you ever been hit by a two year old?" Smith replied with a smirk.
Smith threw James backwards with great effort, but so much use of his telekinesis gave him a headache.
((Yup, we need someone to step in right about now))
😄
Smith fell to the ground grasping his face. No blood came from the wound because of his demonic abilities, but it still hurt. He stared up at James with loathing and reached for a tree as he stood up.
Suddenly there was a sharp ping, and before they knew it there was an activated grenade between them ..
((Sure!))
"Leave it," Smith demanded. James was wrapping bandages around the wound, not taking much care to be gentle. "I said, leave it!" Smith used his telekinesis on the bandages and they flew into a bush.
"So any idea who threw that grenade?" Smith asked with a bitter tone. . .
((Heres one for my character))
[b] "Teleport away from them? I'm planning on going up there!"
Smith vanished and James saw the blue light as Smith landed on the side of the helicopter. Smith raised his hand and focused on the blades of the helicopter, willing them to crumple and snap. And they did. But not before one of the guards pressed a gun into Smith's back ...