She'd likely see his one visible eye flicker in surprise when she punched him, before followed by a sharp exhale when he was viciously winded. He skidded through the undergrowth, breaking more tree branches and coming to a stop in a clump of bushes. He groaned, then he stood up, facing away from her. He gave quick glance to each side, before realizing she was behind him. His arms were outstretched, fingers splayed.
"Don't hit me like that!" He half-shouted, half-pleaded. "I need help, okay? I'm just asking around."
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