There had been satisfaction when he felt that arm give way in his hand, but what Norman hadn't been expecting was that kick to the chest. Not one like that. It was heavy and unanticipated, and sent him reeling backwards.

What the hell?

He didn't stay down long, leaping back up and after the thief, wondering if he'd misjudged them and they actually had super strength. It hadn't felt like it, but he would be careful. He aimed a punch, trying to aim for the face -- it seemed like a safe bet.