He slips up on one column catching it in the chest and skidding backwards a few feet, but quickly regaining step.

"You're gonna' need stronger attacks, kid. This ain't nothin', as far as I'm concerned."

He tensed his legs and launched himself high into the air, aiming to come down on top of the boy with his armored claws. Choking someone out was usually easier than fighting them to a standstill if there was a chance you couldn't knock them out with one punch.