Tom waited until the young man went airborne after his first stride, then thrust his left hand forward, palm out, to simulate a blow to the face, though the boy was still too far away for the strike to actually physically land. Instead, it would strike with the full extent of Tom's mental force, smashing into his face with the all the power of several hundred tons of bricks, all packed into one singular blow. "Disappointing. You had begun to display ingenuity, but clearly that isn't your natural tendency."