RED
The psychic child staggered and nearly fell on her knees when her branches were broken off, clutching at her head as if something was drilling inside her brain. No, it was fine, she was fine. The enemy landed right in front of her, she didn't even notice or care how it happened. Right now, nothing existed except the enemy, and the fact she was in her range.
"________"
Red grit her teeth, and bigger than ever before, seven branches reappeared right behind her in the blink of an eye, shooting down on the one who hurt her friend with unbelievable speed, each individual branch enhanced by the proximity and carrying enough force to crush steel.
She hit her over and over, and over, and over and over and over and over again, using every last drop of her psychic energy in order to destroy her as the entire building trembled as if overtaken by an earthquake, until the very ground they all stood on shattered, sending the enemy's mangled remains crashing down the crater into the apartment beneath them.