A mischievous smile came to Molly's face as she destroyed the ground the was being pulled into more and more, attempting to drive out her shadowy opponent within. The smiles all came to a halt when she felt something collide with the back of her skull, the force almost equivalent to that of a sledgehammer. She had raised the intensity of her local gravity, which meant that anything entering now carried additional weight and in turn, additional force behind any strike enacted within the small field she had erected. The last thing that Molly saw was the ground around her compressing further before her ears were filled with a deafening crack, and she felt a warmth seeping from both the back of her head and her face. The scenery around her went dark as she fell limp, gravity around her returning to normal as she lost consciousness, blood seeping out of an open wound on the back of her head and colouring her platinum blonde hair a dirty brownish-red.