Whether Prime noticed the hedgehog curling up or not didn't matter, as he still strikes regardless, only the slightest wince crossing his features as sent his palm straight into the awaiting buzzsaw to send it into the Earth; hand being given a slight shake-off afterward.
Not visibly damaged, but certainly stinging.
Barely paying the wannabe royal any notice as they tunneled back out and wisecracked back at him, only looking up from his own hand at the sound of glass shattering- a brow raising at the sight of the energy coating the anti-mobian, perfectly visible to the kryptonian's eyes, but only vaguely familiar... he hadn't read Archie in a while.
Him, of course, not being given enough time before an attack is launched his way, the same unimpressed look on his face as he lifted a hand to casually catch the oncoming punch...
... only to blink as the fist, and the hedgehog, disappeared
Realization of the classic speedster blunder he'd just fallen for hitting him too late to do anything more than see the attack coming behind him, unable to stop it before he heard his own skull rattle in his head from the kick that was delivered, sending him crashing down to the ground, practically skipping across the pavement.
Having to stop himself by plunging a fist into the street, dragging a sizeable wound in the road before it worked... the super boy letting out an exasperated growl as, facing away, his eyes began to glow.
"Buddy, you've been canceled. For almost a decade."
Words are chased by the sudden flash of crimson, twin beams energy blasting from the kryptonian's eyes- an attack aimed not at Scourge, but at street he was clung to, drawing an outline across a grand stretch of it in front of him, before he twisted his hand inside and gripped.
Flipping around, back towards the hedgehog, and flipping the entire section of the street with him, coming first into the air and just as quickly snapping back down like a bear trap of earth & asphalt.
Crashing down with so much force that, whether it hit the villain or not, the entire chunk would shatter into an explosion of pieces.
Prime's super-perception slowing the scene down for him, allowing him to see the debris stop in the air. as he took a breath that swallowed the frozen air around him like a black hole, puffing up his chest, before unleashing a hurricane exhale that would turn the smashed rubble into a bullet hell aimed entirely in edge-hog's direction.