Attack the swarmers

Power Man had realized those voluptuous, tiny demoness were as strong as an ordinary human. One by one, or into small groups, the 'swarmers' were no rival for him...but hundreds, perhaps thousands of hem, could be different. The super hero needed another way to hit hundreds of the efficiently. With a smile on his lips, the muscular super hero placed his fists in front of him, beginning to spin as a drill.
The swarmers flying frantic around him, were trying to punch and kick every muscle, bone and limb of him as one entity, hundred times per second...but in exchange, they were hit by the massive, dense musculature of Power Man, spinning around thousand times per second.

Deafening hisses of frustration and rage surrounded him as the hero was going through the dense mass of demoness, piercing that red wall of winged hellish creatures easily. Even through the red cloud of defeated swarmers, Power Man could see as his real target was closer and closer.

Suddenly, the large, demoniac voluptuousness made gestures with its hands, summoning a pair of large, hurling red spheres of energy. A second later, those spheres were threw against him. By inches, Power Man was able to dodge them, though he could felt the incredible power that they contained. If one of them hit him....

But a second later, the muscular super hero was already in close quarters against the voluptuous demoness. A deadly, air dance then began. Power Man unleashed a rain of punches and kicks against his foe. In exchange, the nude, huge voluptuousness from hell also counterattacked on the same way.
Kicks and punches hit and were dodged by both contenders, which seemed matched in strength and speed. Somehow, Power Man was finding harder and harder focusing his attention on the fight, as the exposed huge orbs of flesh of the demoness bounced and jiggled mesmeric on its torso at every movement of her.

As a erection was beginning to grow between his groins, Power Man decided that he needed another way to defeat that demoness.