Panacea
The Enigma
Poltergeist felt the guns jamming, and thought he had no other attack options left. Then he noticed that Anarchy had been hit twice. He quickly extended his hand out and forced the bullet holes to widen as far as he could make them. He usually wouldn't use techniques as brutal as this, but he assumed that Anarchy was the type of person who could handle this kind of thing without dying.
Anarchy grimaced in pain. "Fuck." He muttered before looking at the man and then down to the holes. That couldn't keep going. He used his newfound telekinetic power to push the other force back a bit, preventing the wounds to widen. Of course, the man had leverage so Anarchy's push wouldn't hold forever.
He smiled an emotionless smile and tilted his head to the side. A large purple arc appeared behind the man, heading straight for him and cutting though anything on the way.