touma toothpaste

He grabbed a toothpaste-like bottle from the various tools littering the ground and
immediately threw it behind him at her.
The girl, without realizing what was coming, swung her sword to cut it down and dove
into the gap.
“!!”
He rose right away and crossed his arms in front of his head to protect it.
Her sword didn’t stop. Her strike came roaring down perfectly vertically, cutting the
wind itself, and closed in to slice both him and his upraised arms in two.
There was a dull noise, but the sword that struck his arms didn’t even make it past one
layer of skin.
Inside the toothpaste-like tube had been grease used for construction.
The sticky substance had completely dulled the sword’s sharpness like blood or animal
fat stuck to a katana. If her weapon had been as heavy as a Japanese katana, then even
with a dulled blade, it probably would have broken his arm. But he couldn’t expect a
dress sword—a rapier, extravagantly adorned with precious stones—to do that.
“!?”
The girl panicked and tried to ready her dress sword again...
“Too slow!!”
...But before she could, he waved both hands to get the sword off of him and tackled the
girl right in the stomach, bringing his arms around her. His entire body weight was
enough to send her falling to the ground on her back. Kamijou was too much of a softie,
though, not to put his hands around her head to prevent it from slamming into the
ground.

As they collided, the air left the girl’s lungs, and she hadn’t moved since then. She had
essentially been hit with a judo throw without being able to take the fall, so there was
really no helping it.

- Toaru Majutsu no Index Volume 7, Chapter 2 Part 6