something was thrown. The roof across from him exploded mid jump, the force of the blast knocked him into the neighboring restaurant wall "She's ranged, Pallas how can we compete?."  Murphy said weakly getting up,moving on pure adrenaline. His head hurt, little bits of debris were pushed out of Pallas and in turn he took some small but sharp pieces of glass from his arms and shoulder. "we gotta close the gap, sometimes Victory comes with being a little discreet and a little conspicuous". Murphy shook his head, she obviously didn't care about civilian casualties so going all out would have to be his only choice, or at least she needed to think it was.

Murphy quickly ducked into the broken and burning building, looking at the wall the was facing the street, left mostly intact, a few small holes on the far side, but he stuck near the far corner, he moved Pallas to his head and upper body and made him harden to diamond level.

He burst through the wall, yelling at the top of his lungs, jumping on a car, Pallas quickly moved to his calves and feet from his head and lower abdomen, he ran at his attacker. Running as unpredictably as he could, jumping, spinning and zigzagging his way into his area of effect and once he reached it he would slam his now concrete hard fist into her  flesh hard face.