Rising from the large crater, Pain's eyes still red from the explosive discharge of energy he'd just unleashed. He'd fired an inordinate amount of beams in this fight, and which each one she fired the next seemed to take slightly longer to prepare. It was a drain on his energy to fire them off in such rapid succession. Too much and he ran the risk of cutting into the same reserves that gave him his strength.
His eyes dimming as he changed his plan of action, opting instead to finish Nemo off up close. With the slight bend of his knees, he shot off, sending out a ripple of force behind him as he closed the distance between him and the Colossus. Drawing back a fist he felt space bend around it as he lunged forwards.
Putting all of his momentum and weight into the fist he launched it at Nemo's chest, his entire arm transforming into a black blur.
However, there was nothing.
No contact, nothing meet the supersonic blow. His fist kept sailing, past the place Nemo had been microseconds before. Instead, the punch sent out a fierce concussive wave, rolling out over the landscape. The grass lay flattened, and several ways away trees feel over with a distant crash.
His eyes darting around attempting to seek the Supraman's location, yet he knew he would be unable to catch up even if he did manage to locate him.
Rage boiling over he called out, in no particular direction. Knowing that no matter where he was the Universal Man would hear him.
"Pathetic. You can come face me, again and again, Nemo, and the result with always be the same. Because you lack conviction, you lack the resolve to follow through. You fled from ruins Grim, and now you do the same again. Too hesitant to join, too quick to leave. Some look at you and see a god, yet I see nothing but a coward. If you wish to change anything, then you must be willing to give everything you have and more."
He knew a response was unlikely, where ever he was now and whoever it was who had saved him was a concern for a later date. Ascending he looked over the various craters their clash had left on the land. He gave a small unsatisfied shake of his head before turning back to his city. Nemo was likely to return one day, until then, however, he had a city to rule.