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Nothing was moving yet, so he pushed harder, removing more and more friction. His ability was a bit difficult to work with insofar as it doesn't offer much mental or visual feedback for him. Was it working? Was it not? Friction could be a little obtuse, at times.

But then, all at once, the earth shifted and heaved. The entire side of the mountain fell away from him in the darkness, taking trees and boulders with it. The rumbling roar was so loud and intense that he certainly would've been knocked off his feet if he hadn't already been crouching.

Dirt and rock and splintered wood flew up in all directions, creating a cloud over the road below.

For a time, Raul just kind of stared.

Well, it worked. Better than he'd expected, honestly. It was a bit hard to tell through the darkness and the debris, but the blockage on the road was maybe a quarter-mile long or so. At least.

Not too shabby.

And the mountain. Wow. It looked like it had been sheered clean by a giant razor. Now that he'd released his power, he stepped off of his safe little island and set foot on the smooth, sloping rock that was left.

It was almost slippery now. He'd have to be careful going back down.

Oh crap, he hoped he'd parked the rental car far enough away. He hadn't expected the landslide to be quite so huge. Perhaps he'd underestimated his own power a bit. Well, he supposed that would make sense, considering his family's isolation all these years. Training was one thing, but testing his capabilities out in the field like this was quite another.

He was all but surfing by the time he made it down to the bottom of the slope. He used his ability to help slow his descent, making sure not to be too abrupt, lest he throw himself off balance and topple forward face first.

He'd made that kind of mistake many times as a teenager.