"Actually, I think he'd do a great job of it, but lucky for me, I don't need any replacing at the moment." Rich extended his flesh and blood hand and poured the power on, using his own powers to lay on a barrage. The gravimetric energy pushed Prime back. "Like he said, we're a Corps, and maybe that's a only a Corps of two, but you mess with one of us, you mess with both of us."

His ring sparked and constructs of Nova Corpsmembers coalesced around him.

"Or maybe I should say all of us."

The Corps constructs started divebombing Prime, punching and battering him and blasting him, giving Rich at least a moment to regroup with Sam.

"That's not going to keep him busy for long." He was shattering some of them with one punch. "We're outmatched in strength but I think we have a chance if we rely on speed, especially with the two of us, and especially if we keep using the rings to throw hurdles in his way."

Corpsman constructs came up from beneath and overhead and clocked him good.

"We've both got experience fighting in space. Looks to me that he's not as good at thinking in three dimensions as us."

He kept expecting attacks from on a horizontal plane and kept having a blind spot for attacks coming from other angles.