Angel landed on a floating slab and immediately launched off it.
She wasn't trying to close distance this time. She was making Lila track movement in three dimensions simultaneously, using the debris field that Lila had created as her own infrastructure, stepping from piece to piece, platform to platform, never staying on any single surface long enough for Lila to use it against her.
Blood platforms appeared under her feet where the debris wasn't where she needed it, crimson and solid for exactly the half second each one was useful and gone before Lila could grab them.
Lila tracked her.
Of course she tracked her. Lila tracked everything in the field automatically, the telekinesis processing position and velocity of every object simultaneously the way other people processed breathing. Angel moving through the debris was not the problem.
The problem was what Angel was doing while she moved.
