It was all very fast--much faster than he'd expected. He was sharp enough to see the fly that Sam changed into, but before he could reach out and catch it the fly vanished, taking with it even thought itself. Cold predatory action, and Sylar, who recognised it for what it was, could do little but respond in like.

He could attack invisible things, but if that invisibility came with phasing, then it would do no good at all.

But Sam did leave behind one weak spot.

He gathered the frightened dog up in his arms with a pull of telekinesis, getting a bitten hand in the process, crouching down just behind him with his hand to the animal's head.

"You don't want to do that."