Ryo saw the blow. He quickly calculated that Saint's rib was more likely broken then bruised. He is up and pushed through them all within a flash. "Saint...Saint stop rolling around." he says. "Stop rolling around or I'll use one of my inventions to temporarily disable your movement." he says seriously. He tried reaching out to Saint. Only to pull his hand back quickly. "Fine..." he reaches to the pressure point on Saints shoulder and neck area. Squeezing it as it would knock him out for the period of time he needed to check him. He touches the ribs and frowns. "My calculations were correct. Hakeem. Ryan. I need you to carefully carrying him upstairs...I need my...tools...to fix his ribs...the middle ones are broken and I need to do it fast...before he wakes from the pressure point knock out thing." he says seriously.