This all happened so quickly that Cassie hardly registered she wasn't being pummeled anymore and only managed to grin round at Iron Man for a second before she was leaning forward to hang on to the crumpling Stilt-Man. When she had a firm grip on him and he realized he wasn't falling he began trying to hit her again. Big mistake.
"Ouch!" she snapped and reflexively dropped him. He fell one hundred feet and hit the ground with a metallic thump. Oops. She cringed as she shrank down until she was just her usual five feet five inches above the ground and knelt beside him. She hoped she hadn't killed him. Kind of. It was mildly relieving and maybe just a little disappointing when she bent down and listened at his mouth and found that he was still breathing, just knocked unconscious. Apparently Stilt-Man's stupid armor was useful for more than just being annoying. Cassie sirens in the distance now. It was about time the police showed up.