The young man began glowing, activating his Semblance. A barrier of light formed under Yang, stopping her fall. "I'm not cocky," he said. "I'm confident... and rather pissed off." He pointed the barrel of his weapon at the ground, fired, and flew through the air. The drum magazine spun and he fired another, tear gas round at the would-be hit man. After that, he switched his arm back to normal mode and prepared to bring it down on the thug's head.