"Oww. That hurt." He said calmly as he was released from the rough grip of the mecha. The impact left a few marks on his stomach and back, though the pain wasn't enough to affect his ability much. He heard the girl shouting from beside him, "Well, a hot enough fire can melt metal." He grinned, throwing his hand back and launching at the elbow joint of the mecha pinning her down, a brilliant display as the purple fireball shot through the air, melting the metal coating on the mecha's arm, "Mind you, I suppose that would take a little while..." He scratched his chin as he watched the arm fall down, a gooey mess of molten metal, "It's been a while, but here goes nothing!" He rose his hand up into the air for a moment, an odd action as nothing seemed to happen for the first few seconds. Even the mecha pilot was looking at him like he was crazy. Then, slowly, a small purple orb began to form in his hand. He waited and watched, grimacing as the orb grew. Small forks of lightning began to shoot out from it's center. "Alright, that's about enough!" He grimaced, lowering his hands, holding the ball shortly close to his body. The hairs on his arm stood on end, and his hair had been pulled every which direction. "Hyah!" He extended his hands outwards, watching in contentment as the technique worked and the ball morphed it's shape into a lightning bolt, moving in the flash of an instant from his hands to the engine powering the mecha. Electricity ran through the metal machine, and it began to shake as if it was having a seizure. Hotaru didn't waste a moment to marvel at his work, instead hurriedly moving to the girl, "You alright? Those things have a pretty good grip on them." He ran his fingers across his the quickly disappearing marks it'd left on his stomach.