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Hmph. And just like that, the Epic had lost his cool. He was showing off his abilities, displaying the extent of what he could do. His speed was indeed astounding, and had he immediately gone on the offensive then that speed might have allowed him to get her off balance. Although she had been prepared for it, even with her own state of hyperawareness, he simply moved too fast to be easily reacted to. If her powers relied on physical movement from her, then there would have been no way to defend against such an attack. Fortunately he was of the arrogant and foolish sort, those that believed their abilities made them invincible. By showing off he wasted his only chance to get in the first hit, as well as giving Guilt time to analyze him further.

"This will not take long."

Moving at supernatural speed was an astounding ability indeed. Defensively it allowed one to dodge almost all attacks directed at them, while offensively it allowed one to easily bypass the enemies' attempts to block. In addition this one appeared to be supernaturally durable, capable of withstanding stone-shattering impacts without harm to himself. But the more Guilt watched the more it became clear that this person possesses an obvious weakness. Even moving at multiple times the speed of sound, flailing your arms would not allow you to fly. The human body was too heavy, not enough air was displaced. As such the only way for Comet to propel himself was by interacting with something solid, usually the ground, and then launch himself in whatever direction he pleased. The answer was obvious.

Without a sight or a sound, the ground beneath Edward's feet simply vanished. Amusingly a small layer was allowed to remain, right next to his feet, but the object's low mass would not allow Edward to push off properly. Just to make sure he could not escape this pitfall Guilt removed all the ground in a 10-meter radius around him. Even significant portion of the houses around them would vanish. Looking down Guilt would continue to remove layers of the ground before Edward reached them in his fall, refusing to give him any chance to gain back his footing, to actually activate his supernatural speed. Now moving down with this constantly sinking pit, Guilt made it deeper and deeper, as Comet began to fall faster and faster. Ten meters deep, twenty meters deep, thirty meters deep..... as long as there was no ground for Edward to stand on, his speed was irrelevant. His powers neutralised. And throughout the entire fall Guilt seemed to be constantly in front of Edward, staring him down as they fell ever deeper towards the core of the Earth.

The fall would probably not kill the Comet. At terminal velocity it might hurt him, but his durability was high enough that Guilt didn't hope to slay him through gravity alone. But if she collapsed this little tunnel into the earth on top of him, he'd be buried alone under hundreds of tons of rock and dirt. Over 50 meters below the Earth, under enough pressure to crush his lungs and squeeze out his favourite internal organs. Should he survive the pressure, the lack of oxygen would kill him. Should he be able to survive the lack of oxygen, he would die of dehydration down here. Once more, his power would do little to help him.

"This is the difference between us..... 'Comet'. You live a life of arrogance and ease. Have you ever truly had to fight for your life? For the lives of those you cared about? You know nothing of pain." They were beginning to reach the appropriate depth, and Comet was certainly hitting terminal velocity. "Consider this the end, your end. But know that this city is left in good hands. Goodbye, Comet."

Having said her last farewells, and rubbed some salt into the wound, Guilt was ready to teleport out of the hole she had made. The surface was a pinprick of light far above, but it was enough for her to exit this place instantly. And Edward was still falling, about to hit a layer of solid stone at rather unfortunate speeds. If he had any bright plans for escaping this, he would need to put them into effect quite immediately. Because if he did not, he would soon be buried alive, with little to no hope for survival.