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The moment particle beam met blade, the sudden pivot and shift of momentum in the angel was reciprocated by a mixture of Kyrie's massive consciousness, the Psi system, and bio-com, with their abilities suffused to one another making the angel truly seem to move slower than molasses to the pilot. 

Kyrie's movements were juxtaposed to the angel's, magnetic coated joints railgunning his left hand toward the auxiliary shield-turned-fist, building millions of particles along the way. For the three or so macro-seconds that his arm travelled, the mass was increased several dozen times over, increasing its speed and power mid-flight with enough force to not only match the angel, but provided sufficient force to, if not shatter its precious Sheild, would release a shockwave through the boss that would travel through the material and threaten to violently shake whatever might have been inside the lumbering suit of armor. If not simply send him flying bodily for several dozen yards. The force of the attack would, instead of knocking the Freedom off balance, would disrupt the digimons own. 

As this transpires, four Fangs, reactive to fluxuations in Kyrie's brain waves by nature respond to the hostility of the celestial emissary, breaking away from their charging docks with jet-streams of v-particles left in their wake. Like ravenous beasts they surround him from angles which the shield would not protect him from before releasing wide conical blasts of v-particles that could sunder the hulls of battleship.