It seemed more like Ryan was just blasting a hole in the sandy beach below them.

Not exactly what he wanted. Switching tactics, Ryan let the cosmic energy his body produced start to build up within him. His skin thrummed and gooseflesh pricked up across his bare forearms and neck as he did so.

If he couldn't fly away, that was fine. Ryan instead would unleash a blast of cosmic energy enough to blast Rough Justice's armour apart.