Pulse grimaces, turning to face the villain. It seemed his choice had been made. He stands, channeling his power in the soles of his feet. The telekinesis pushes against the surface below him, but not with enough force to move it. Instead, the young hero is pushed into the air, hovering a few inches above the rooftop. He takes a deep breath.
“Look, this doesn’t have to escalate any further. No need to make a scene out of it.”