POW always loved that sound, the impact of a kinetic blast. He slowly stepped out of the container while watching the angsty insect flail away into the distance of the yard. His gauntlets already pulsing with another charge. There was something wrong though, about how this presumed meta reacted.
Normally, a person would drop like a sack of mud, their bones broken and organs ruptured, dead. But this foe of his, got up like he tripped on the sidewalk. "Boys in blue gotta make money like the rest of us, kid. Not my problem they're in the way of how I make my cash." POW shrugged while raising his powerful gauntlets, ready to give another dose of pain.
Until webbing connected to each of his shoulders. "What-?!" Was all he could shout in surprise, being taken on his feet and pulled forwards. With no control of his momentum, POW couldn't do much to block the flipped kick to his face. The sheer strength behind it was unexpected, making POW grunt painfully while getting launched up into the air.
Fortunately, his suit was designed to dampen an immense amount of kinetic impact. While still airborne, POW aimed both fists at Bugger, this time releasing a continuous beam of kinetic force down towards him. This also forced POW upwards, safely boosting himself up onto a crane used for moving containers.
With height and distance, POW was in an optimal position. "Let's see if you can keep up, punk."
He released a hail of kinetic waves down on the yard, creating a storm of rocks and other debris all being forced into the ground.