vs Nothing

I turned to face Nothing.
He came in, insanely huge, insanely strong, and roaring in a terrible fury.
But terrible fury alone doesn’t win fights. In fact, it can be a deadly weakness. In the second it took him to reach me, I touched the center of calm in myself, earned with endless hours of practice and discipline. I judged the distance and the timing. It felt as if I had forever to work out what I would need to do.
And then I did to Nothing exactly what I’d done to Ray.
As he closed, I ducked under his huge hands, spinning to sweep my right leg across his right foot, just as it was about to hit the floor. Preternaturally strong though he may have been, gravity pulled him just as hard as it had Ray, and his joints operated in exactly the same fashion. His right foot was driven to tangle with his left, and he went smashing forward into the wall.


Side Jobs, Aftermath, Page 411-412