Seeing him hurt sent a victorious bolt through her, her sadistic twist taking pleasure from his obvious pain. She had a feral grin on her face when he shoved the cot off - but she was too cocky, and overestimated how badly she had hurt him. When his guard came up, so did hers, but she was surprised by his advance - and even more by the heavy punch to her gut.<br/><br/>Her breath left her in an ugly rasp sound, the momentum of the blow sending her backwards, so hard and fast her feet left the ground for a heartbeat, staggering awkwardly to keep her feet, though it seemed useless when her knees buckled from the agony of the blow, the pain radiating through her insides and her lungs unable to drag in air. She hunched over, but she had managed to keep hold of her pike which she levelled at him in a warning to stay back. Despite the pain, she gripped the shaft with the Force, ready to let go of it with her hands so she could drive it through him with her telekinesis should he take a step closer to where she knelt, struggling to breath, her dark eyes tearing him to shreds with hate, daring him to come closer. The cots closest to her quivered where they were, though she was only concentrating on her pike and trying to gasp enough air so not to pass out.