Mikoto Misaka - Railgun vs. Concrete

Blasts a 2 meter wide hole up through the fourth level of a concrete building.

> Musujime Awaki looked down at Misaka Mikoto, who was still looking for her.

> She was standing at the window, with a white luggage bag beside her.

> Right now, she was located in a building, on the fourth level, a pizza shop.

-*A Certain Magical Index* Volume 8, Chapter 4, Part 1, Page 55

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> Musujime Awaki turned away from outside the window to inside the shop. The customers in the shop were all stunned, revealing a look showing that they didn’t know what to do.

> All except for one.

> A girl sitting elegantly on a table, her face looking extremely proud.

> The high class atmosphere inside the shop had become her biggest reason for defeat.

> Because just as when Musujime had appeared, there was no commotion when Shirai had appeared.

-*A Certain Magical Index* Volume 8, Chapter 4, Part 1, Pages 56-57

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> BOOM!!

> The prayer seemed to have worked. An orange light passed through the floor and the ceiling.

> A shot of metal at three times the speed of sound.

> The slanted heated beam passed through the level like a needle, with a speed so fast that a human couldn’t sense it. Like a laser, neither the start nor the end could be seen, only a straight line could be seen. The terrifying speed even left a residual image behind.

> Shirai was stunned as she saw this.

> After that, there was a rumbling sound as the entire building shook. The orange line was like a fuse, creating an extraordinary destructive storm. A large blowhole two meters in diameter opened up as everything in the line was blown apart, away or completely destroyed. The floor seemed to be tilted downwards as the sound of rubble falling could be heard.

> The Railgun.

> Shirai, who was on the ground, remembered this power and the name of the person who had this power. “We’ll make it now that we have a hole to access through.”

> Shirai heard the familiar voice of the girl.

> Without anxiety, without fear, without hesitation, the words were filled with confidence, as if the person didn't care about the danger.

> “Though I’m unhappy about this, I can only work up till here. After this, we can only rely on your fist to bring her back!”

> On hearing this, Shirai was shocked.

> She inadvertently turned around.

> The blowhole created by the Railgun was like a tunnel through the concrete floor. The debris of the ceiling and the tables, chairs and umbrellas were attracted by magnetism, sticking together through the slanted blowhole to form a ladder. A boy was running up this flight of stairs.

-*A Certain Magical Index* Volume 8, Chapter 4, Part 3, Pages 76-77