Perfect. Well, almost. The Countess' suit was not tailored to combat someone with the power of invisibility, the dirty trick that it was, but where the suit failed, the real power of The Countess prevailed. Her mind, her intellect, was her true weapon. Though her attack was typically used for diversions or to incapacitate an opponent to make a quick escape, in a pinch such as this it was used as a slight form of echolocation. And it had worked as she thought. Judging by the flickering of the invisible annoyance, it seemed the girl was still green. Still unable to adapt to the situation. And that would be the advantage needed for The Countess to seize victory. 

"Go home, before you get even more embarrassed." The Countess mocked as she came to a landing on the ground, her suit absorbing most of the force from the impact. Her gaze was affixed to the cowering coward covering her ears, and behind the face-obscuring mask, The Countess was smirking. Was there any sight better than seeing 'good guys' or 'good girls' in this case in pain? On the precipice of defeat, just waiting for that final, ending push? The engine on the back of her suit spun up again, lighting up red once more, but this time her left hand also began to hum with vibrations and faintly glow red. 

"GO HOME!" The Countess shouted as she jabbed her left hand forward towards the spot where the hero was covering her ears. The punch didn't come out at a superspeed, but a normal, typical punch. But should the punch hit, the force would be felt thanks to the power behind it from the engine.