...she knew when it should have impacted, and that brief bit of awareness was just enough for her to slam a telekinetic force back toward the table. Irresistible force, meet immovable object; beads of sweat stood out as she focused her telekinesis on trying to push back.

'Someone or something is blocking my telekinesis!'

Robin grimaced, hoping Zatanna wouldn't see it-- but unlikely, she was right there. He had one arm around her and the other gripping the line attached to the ceiling.

And, soft, he said out loud to Z, "Need to hit that guy somehow. Free up Miss M."