Something with that much power behind each step has no right to be so fast. Her motion tracker's proximity alert sounds urgently in her helmet as he gains on her. She wouldn't be able to outrun it, and she did not want to see what would happen if she got caught. Drawing in a sharp breath she focuses her attention down the corridor, about twenty feet forward and teleports forward to that point. Her steps falter a little from the continued momentum but she doesn't stop.

Next breath, next teleport. It's the only way she'll lose whatever's chasing her.