[h1]Misaka Mikoto - Client World 576143290-B[/h1]

Surprised by the lack of damage from her electricity, the schoolgirl would have been a sitting duck without Black Rock Shooter's intervention shocking her back into awareness. Including that the feudal samurai appeared to be controlling the cloud of metal shards that were aimed right at an apparently defenceless child, even one that had tried for an impressive punch scant seconds before.

Though not fast enough to interpose herself between the gleaming pink tide and Suwako, Tokiwadai's Ace was certainly more than capable of closing most of the gap and doing her best to prevent any damage. The only visual clue was an arc of electricity, before the forces around the uncountable blades of Senbonzakura abruptly shifted. There was no fine control like the Zanpakuto spirit could wield over the teeming masses given the time to act and the sheer number, but there [i]was[/i] an immense magnetic field pushing all the blades that came rushing towards Suwako in one direction:

Right back at Senbonzakura himself.